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[Tai Kwan Leap]

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A Vigil Dawns

Curious patterns of shadow
Fall in asymetrical designs
Across the sultry sleeping
Form of my gentle lover.

I sit at the bedside and
Watch as the morning sun
Caresses her with a passion
That seems to diminish mine.

She sleeps not knowing the
Fragile bond that keeps me
Here at her side during all
Strife and burning words.

The bond is as thin as rice-paper
And can be torn as easily
Like all things that are
Forged from two caring hearts.

Could she ever do me an
Injury that would be so
Grave that I could not turn
My opposite cheek to her?

Will she grow weary of
Waking to see me scribbling
Away in futile attempts to
Find lost avenues of expression?

Small beads of perspiration
Are elegantly accenting
Her body which has always
Given rise to a fiery muse.

Soon, she will awaken and
See that once again I have
Sat here through the night
Watching her with my heart.

I will never tire of seeing
Her whether she is in
The realm of Morpheus or
Here forever at my side.

For no matter what happens
We are forever coupled in
A union of grand destiny
And together we are complete.

Even now she awakens and
With a glimpse tells me all
I ever need and relieves
Me of any dooming onus.

I gracefully take her in
My arms and let my pen
Fall to the side forgotten
Like an old rollerskate key.

Using her body as my slate
I write all the epic novels
And compose my life upon
Her with mythic prose.
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"He's been fired from the Shrimp Boat?" -- Charlaine Harris "Living Dead In Dallas."