Of Katy and Narcissus

 

 

Following

In the gloom of dell

Command and repeat the spell

That held the blaze

Of you and me

 

Why did I jump so bold into your arms?

 

Pining

In the forest of grief

Tear and scatter the leaf

That held the hope

Of you and me

 

What made you torment both our souls?

 

Floating

In the river of vigour

Fade and smote the figure

That held the quail

Of you and me

 

When did you lose your own reflection?

 

Waiting

In the meadow of retribution

Taunt and spleen the illusion

That held the regret

Of you not me

 

How did I find the sound of my own voice?

 

© Katypoetess 2013

 

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