Eclipse of the Moon by Mary Susanah Robbins - HTML preview

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I don't know how


I love anew

the look of your

face, live glass, on

which shades pass. That which

we know never was, that can be

eternal, fades then:


When in your eyes'

voice remembered

shades rise, surprise

your glance, and let

it fade, remember,

and forget moon,

shore, those once were,

where those choices wane.


Chance turns your flesh

to light. The words

of soft nights fade

in your fresh months.

Still shades shall learn, as

once, often, light

passes in your

glass to each new face.


Yours is here.


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