Romance, I think
is an ambience
not a thing done
between, much less
shown. Inside itself
there it goes
making something
it can't know.
Like two people
wondering inside
some future
neither of them
supposes--well blended.
What other reason
is there modesty
and artfully more,
wooing ten more
than its opposite? --
The more I withhold
from hands
inside eyes,
the more
we're both led
bold by something
living. Translation:
a face, Lady
that wants us
both (far inside,
where there's seeing.)
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Things are about to get very busy for me next week, Steve. Shyku will be fewer and farther between.
PS--what do you think of the lilt to this one? I was aiming for one of those courtly medieval rhythms...
Remember: shyku fits anywhere and is especially good in tight spaces.
Yes, I like the lilt, but I wouldn't know courtly if it bit me in the ass
did it
yes my ass is a little sore
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