Le beau ideal

beauty,created anew
by appreciating stars and shining moon
of assisting winds and lover’s play
with dances new
of dances old
hat atop fair felt view
of hidden sides and focused minds
blinding here and fooling there
it’s grasp as long as breathless song
it shows to us a world foregone
where bygones yawn of gifted sleep
and forgotten waves forget here leek
a voice come speak of blissful kiss
with scarce stirring lips and blessing sigh
she knows not fear and know not tear
this beauty

come anew


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