Harp

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Civilising cadences -
water, gentlewomen, doves -
dulcet phrases, tender glances,
nuances of courtly love...

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May your body be as music,
may your kisses be as myrrh,
may your limbs be weightless
as the moon's embraces with the earth...

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Memories of moonlit water,
silver lovers, emerald tides -
yielding strings surrendering
the secrets they contrived to hide...
 
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May your spirit be as music,
may your soul be purged of fears,
may your heart be weightless
as the moon's embraces with the air...


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