He Was The Starry Night-Sky Of Paradise
He was the starry night-sky of paradise,
Whence he gleam'd like the moonlit sunrise,
A sprite like spirit, in fair
Like dusky Dawn's colour, his hair;
His eyes reflect the clouds thousand,
Strung delicately and perfectly roused,
But in all other things, too, beguiled
Like moth to a flame, enticed;
A fleeting moment, he's gone away,
My heart in his embrace faraway.
Thence he smiled in glee,
A man left alone to be,
Though his sweet expressions lie'd,
His form held firmness and pride,
With the world's bitter embers at his feet,
Festooned like gems in a fleet,
He was designed with foresight for a skill,
And music to the ears his voice of will,
With something to live and light,
Never did I see darkness so bright.
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