a study toward sonnet #1,026 by FisherKingKQJ
When you were young you aped sunrise sunset,
Suspended six ghost minutes thence to hence,
I could love your strength, no harm done yet,
Look at you red eyed, self stop short of pretence.
When you were middleaged you were more dense,
Pulled back my shadows, full blaze overhead,
I played a gnomon hexed by white sixth sense,
Your twin star under my feet, close to dead.
Your perigee occult eclipse struck dread
In my poor heart, closed the babel wormhole
Through which your iced up moon had sped,
You snapped from water sac to ice wedge soul.
O glass gold soul, I love through you at you,
You borne your guardian angel now more true.
(Chorus)
o $10,000,000 true
o $10,000,000 honest
o $10,000,000 virtual
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