WALLOWED IN BYRONIC MOMENTS

 

 

I wallowed

in Byronic moments

when incandescent words

flowed freely

and a rhyme scheme

born of melancholy

flittered in the air

and the language soared

as a winged unicorn took flight

and dulcimers sang softy

in a vision destined

to dash off the precipice

finally returning us to reality



 

 

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