[創作] Methinks I sense a Voice tenderly speak

[amadeus1223 (L'amor Celeste)]

Methinks I sense a Voice tenderly speak:
"Write me a beautiful sonnet, my dear."
Hence I drop my usual quill dark and bleak,
And seek to weave some notes pleasant to hear.
Yet at my crippled Muse I'm soundly aghast,
That I recall not the sweet taste of spring,
Heartfelt embraces and moist kisses of the past,
Nor the close words and vows everlasting.
In my poetic vision of sad longing,
Reared was a Figure of colorless hue:
A silent One, a monolithic Being,
An icy Wraith---a Self naked and true.
  "Alas, poor lad, a cloister'd Bore thou art."
  In fading whispers the Voice doth depart.

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Where words fail, music speaks.

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