I am Rikimaru; I am Shadow

Writer, Poet, Social Commentator

…and the Daises grew

We died…

Not because our love waxed cold

Nor for the longings of memories old.


Not of the rot of time’s decay

Nor the silence of naught to say.


Paul hath planted; Apollos watered not

No beauty to ‘dorn our gloomy lot.


I have sighed; and heard you cough

 But hearts have ne’er known love so tough.


As the daisies grew…

 This immortal love waned too.


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