Elegy, Volume 1: Rachael
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Elegy
by Diziet Est-Vorre
I. Rachael
When he looked first on Rachael's eyes, night-brown, And saw in them the fire's dancing light, His heart inflamed did claim her for his own, To have her smile, whose spirit burned so bright.
Her eyes meet his and answering their call, She brushes from her face a midnight tress, And blushes. How does a heart so weightless fall So fast? She turns her face to his caress.
And so she loved, not as a flower blooms, From seed to petalled stem: In time, through Spring, Then wilts. No, she kissed him as light assumes Its shadow, or birds from sea-cliffs forward fling.