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Heidi

Acquainted With the Night
Longing
She Walks in Beauty
Love-Song
You Darkness
Phenomenal Woman
The Dragon Reborn

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Heidi


sunlight mingles with starshine
to bring contrast, casting shadows along her body
these, enemies in nature,
meet
just this once
to bring highlight and shadow
to dance
in her eyes and across her face,
and so glorify themselves

she makes you think, sometimes,
of a lake of shimmering gold
on a cool summer evening
high in the mountains
a bird, or two
swings lazily over the lake

sleek, graceful, beautiful, erotic
like a princess in a fairy tale

she shimmers in the moonlight
her hair, like a burning shadow, falls around me
as I pull her close, and kiss her . . .

she joins me in unreality
straining against the shadow which surrounds me
trying, so desperately, to see the method to my madness
trying to draw me back into light
without entering the shadow herself

she could change my world
with but a single word
but, yet, she hesitates
and stands aside

her voice, like a song
calls to my soul
and brings a rare smile to my lips

she's been there for me, with me
through it all
and I don't know the words
to thank her
except

I Love You.

- -Joey Smith

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Acquainted With the Night


I have been one acquainted with the night
I have walked out in rain - and back in rain
I have outwalked the farthest city light
I have looked down the saddest city lane
I have past by the watchman on his beat
And dropped my eyes, unwilling to explain
I have stood still, and stopped the sounds of feet
When far away, an uninterrupted cry
came over houses, from another street
But not to call me back, or to say good-bye
And further still at an unearthly height
One luminary clock against the sky
Proclaimed the time which was neither wrong nor right
I have been one acquainted with the night.

- Robert Frost

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Longing
Come to me in my dreams and then
By day I shall be well again!
For so the night will more than pay
The hopeless longing of the day.

Come as thou camst a thousand times.
A messenger from radiant climes
And smile on thy new world, and be
As kind to others as to me!

Or, as thou never camst in sooth,
Come now and let me dream it truth.
And part my hair, and kiss my brow.
And say: "My Love! Why sufferest thou?"

Come to me in my dreams, and then
By day I shall be well again
For so the night will more than pay
The hopeless longing of the day.

-Matthew Arnold

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She Walks in Beauty


She walks in beauty like the night
Of cloudless climes and stary skies
And all that's best of light and dark
Meet in her aspect and her eyes

Thus mellowed to that tender light
Which Heaven to gaudy day denies
One shade the more, one ray the less
Had half impaired the nameless grace

Which waves in every raven tress
Or softly lightens o'er her face
Where thoughts serenely sweet express
How pure, how dear their dwelling place

And on that cheek, and o'er that brow
So soft, so calm, yet eloquent
The smiles that win, the tints that glow
But tell of days in goodness spent

A mind at peace with all below
A heart whose love is innocent

- George Gordon, Lord Byron

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Phenomenal Woman


Pretty women wonder where my secret lies
I'm not cute or built to suit a fashion model's size
But when I start to tell them
They think I'm telling lies.

I say
It's in the reach of my arms
The span of my hips
The stride of my steps
the curl of my lips.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally
Phenomenal woman
That's me.

I walk into a room
Just as cool as you please
And to a man
The fellows stand or
Fall down on their knees
Then they swarm around me
A hive of honey bees.

I say
It's the fire in my eyes
And the flash of my teeth
The swing of my waist
And the joy in my feet.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally
Phenomenal woman
That's me.

Men themselves have wondered
What they see in me
They try so much
But they can't touch
My inner mystery.
When I try to show them
They say they still can't see.

I say
It's in the arch of my back
The sun of my smile
The rise of my breasts
The grace of my style.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally
Phenomenal woman
That's me.

Now you understand
Just why my head's not bowed
I don't shout or jump about
Or have to talk real loud.
When you see me passing.
It ought to make you proud.

I say it's in the click of my heels
The bend of my hair
The palm of my hand
The need for my care.
'Cause
I'm a woman
Phenomenally
Phenomenal woman.
That's me.

--Maya Angelou

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Love-Song


How shall I hold my soul, that it may not be touching yours?
How shall I lift it then above you to where other things are waiting?
Ah, gladly would I lodge it, all forgot,
With some lost thing the dark is isolating
On some remote and silent spot that when your depths vibrate,
Is not itself vibrating.

You and me - all that lights upon us, though,
Brings us together like a fiddle bow
Drawing one voice from two strings it glides along.
Across what instruments have we been spanned?
And what violinist holds us in his hands?
O, sweetest song.

- Ranier Maria Rilke

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You Darkness


You Darkness that I come from,
I love you more than all the fires
That fence in the world,
For the fire makes
A cirlce of light for everyone,
And then no one outside learns of you.
But the darkness pulls in everything:
Shapes and fires, animals and myself,
How easily it gathers them!
Powers and people
And it is possible a great energy
Is moving near me.
I have faith in nights.

-Ranier Maria Rilke

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The Dragon Reborn

And it shall come to pass that what men made shall be shattered
and the Shadow shall lie across the pattern of the Age
and the Dark One shall once more
lay his hand upon the world of man.
Women shall weep and men quail
as the nations of the earth are rent like rotting cloth.
Neither shall anything stand nor abide....
Yet one shall be born to face the Shadow,
born once more as he was born before
and shall be born again, time without end.
The Dragon shall be Reborn,
and there shall be wailing and gnashing of teeth
at his rebirth.
In sackcloth and ashes shall he clothe the people,
and he shall break the world again by his coming,
tearing apart all ties that bind.
Like the unfettered dawn shall he blind us,
and burn us
yet shall The Dragon Reborn confront the Shadow at the Last Battle,
and his blood shall give us the light
Let the tears flow, O ye people of the world.
Weep for your salvation.


--From The Karatheon Cycle: The prophecies of the Dragon
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