wheatfield with crows II (villanelle)
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, 06-19-2009 at 08:19 PM (2563 Views)
black crows call me from sentient sky
ripe wheat awaits the autumn blade
to live forever, first I must die
hues of bright immortality lie
in sunshine mortals never made
black crows call me from sentient sky
loving you is a treacherous tie
that binds me fast in sacred glade
to live forever, first I must die
madness lies in your soft velvet sigh
like siren, singing from the shade
black crows call me from sentient sky
deaf to daybreak, I’ll pluck out an eye
if frenzy helps this torture fade
to live forever, first I must die
withered passions pulsate and pass by
earth will receive me undismayed
black crows call me from sentient sky
to live forever, first I must die