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I cannot tell you whether Eros will come to you tonight.
All I can tell is for now be still in my arms, and let me kiss the wine from your lips while the scent of sweet
hyacinths perfums the air above us.
All that is gold is in thy hair and all that is blue as the vault above us rests in thy eyes. For me that is enough. Elizandros Lysias.
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Alexandros' Lament, Aug 5, 2005 - 14:40
A poem I\'m working on about Alexander (Alexandros) of Macedon seeking the Shade of his beloved friend, Hephastion Amyontoros. The poem is in three part, thus far, the beginning is the speaker\'s voice or mine that introduces the poem.
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