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One must bend to love me
For my heart does not bend itself
To tired conversations
Or the commonwealth
It archs away at touches
That remind it of its growth
So twist around me
Like the roots of a tree
So that I might love you too
..
Tell me I'm not sick
Let the words tumble burdened from your lips
Tell me this consuming madness
Ails me not
That I will escape it one day
Into clarity, should only I try harder
Whisper to me under the expanse of night
That you could love me
As our wands meet
That I could be so much better
If only I try harder
Let me hear you say
Tired and ashamed
Of how you spent yourself
To thoughts of me
Hold the wand to my neck
My sweet blasphemy
Tell me I'm sick
Like it's your own burden cured
That the madness took me
And could not be curbed
That my mind will find peace, if only
I could try harder
..
Weep for me
My dear
If your love was true
As you stand above my grave
Of hard earth packed, under yew
Immortal meaning and engraving
Stand tall, proud and true
For death comes in the end for all
From madness or from ail’
So stand above my grave and cry
As lovers often do