Evanescence
Half a sight in memory
And half a day in past.
A southern, warming, golden wind
And cool green ice’s flash.
Your feet are light as angels
Your steps converse with wings.
A walk like thunder, twice as strong,
The rhythm ardor brings.
Your laugh the work of summer
Your words the breath of spring.
The Evanesce of melting ice,
The song that sunshine sings.
Step carefully my love
Your feet the weight of light,
For its my heart on which you stand
And not the melting ice.
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