late summer-
your face is a candle, fading
in echoes of raindrops
Narcissus & Echo - by John William Waterhouse
Upon pool of water, I gaze
Daze
Your face, a perfect moon
Swoon
Swaddled of brightest starlight
Light
Enchanted, I say, Hello?
Woe
I swear to your beauty, delicate as snow
No
I will bestow
No
All my strength and devotion
Delusion
Why do you shun my presence?
Vengeance
Are not my smiles charming?
Boring
Are not my words persuasive?
Repulsive
Please let me stay here
Where?
At your feet, where my devotion lies
Lies
You are my muse, your name echoes
Gallows
Within me, dulcet
Horseshit
Until I know that you love
Rust
Me, I will deeply grieve
Freeze
Do you believe me?
Leave me
You are breaking me, I will die.
Bye.
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& Late entry for Echo Verse hosted by Mary
& Late entry for Echo Verse hosted by Mary
















