"Sepia Skies" by: Eric L.
Find yourself under the eaves of light,
Still, yellow, and reproachful,
Forget yourself in the creamy sight
Of dandelions beautiful.
Try as one might you will lose your way,
Upon these beautiful sights.
Forgetful oblivion of Euphoria's play,
Persuade you to leave the fight.
Drop your weapon, hold your breath,
Plunge into deep ecstasy,
Hear the calling voice of Death,
Who breaks the shell of fantasy.
Find yourself under the eaves of light,
Still, yellow, and reproachful,
Forget yourself in the creamy sight
Of dandelions beautiful.
Try as one might you will lose your way,
Upon these beautiful sights.
Forgetful oblivion of Euphoria's play,
Persuade you to leave the fight.
Drop your weapon, hold your breath,
Plunge into deep ecstasy,
Hear the calling voice of Death,
Who breaks the shell of fantasy.
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