
These words are of the essence: heaven, wind, stars, heart Delight and anguish, infinite green forgetfulness and purple night. Mix well, fold in a well of sleep, a grave, abandoned by the sea. The purple sea, under the aching stars; forgotten hearts' delight: forgotten, false! Green heart, green heaven, abandoned night. A sleeping grave, the purple sea, under the anguished stars. For seasoning: it was mid-summer, the wind high in the heavens, false promises of rain. Do you remember? The weeping rose scenting the breeze, the purple night, the anguished sea. Pour into hearts and bake under the summer moon - do you remember? What grave abandon! What delights! Such stars were never seen! The aching night beside the purple sea. ©Susannah Anderson, 2001
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