Thursday, December 17, 2009

Moribund

To lachrymose or moribund
To know the mind behind the face
What languishing bankrupt paupers fund
Within the mirror that chance could grace
with visions of a memory that none save me
could recall in sooth yet still i crave
Those purest of moments that cost so dear
Never predecease, nor share a grave

By Dave M Brackeen
Copyright © 2009

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