Friday, August 11, 2006



An alluring allusion the causerie was not.
Phantasmagoria built on pity it was.
An austere obdurate of capricious nature.
A poignant denouement of a quixotic utopia.
Forlorn, yet with a fixity to regenerate.
Like Antares radiant in its celestial return.
Emancipating solitary sentiments into oblivion.
Tergiversating from the raptures bygone.
Desensitized to all endearment for futurity.
Penance for former infatuation unsought.
Nor any blame for instigation sought.
Desire for amiable consonance redeemed.

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