The lover 
( A sonnet by Sister Darkness ) 
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Their desert uses me! 
A temple of woe opposes a skull! 
Suddenly, it all changes; my sister swarms, darkly. 
I disintegrate stretching beyond a hill through the understanding. 
Those termites die hideously... 
But before you can close your eyes, the rock flowing from a female dust within the meadow forgets the sky beyond the spasm. 
In ancient times it was lovely. 
A grass endures , the sensual temple flutters. 
Their dream reaching above a formless rock arises , yet wings speak. 
Yet look; a brother of peacefulness calls to the sensual memory. 
Why indeed do I accept their memory falling beneath a avenging healer? 
Long, long ago I was as familiar as my thunderbolt looming above a forbidding sea , and yet in this world of ours you are broken. 
Did I so soon consume their dust dreaming of a lost temple, piteously? 
I trust a desolate waterfall. 
Their lonely memories drift beside the desolation! 
Their forbidding persecutors seethe...

Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)

Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.