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04 Sonnet ~ "Your Touch" On Christina Georgina Rossetti's #2
It stands a monument of history -
the shadow reaches far, past horizon,
whose massive truth o'erpowers moon and sun -
the Obelisk of Light you've raised in me.
Whole-essence, opposite of fantasy,
it lay long unerected, languid, lone,
'til true love heard its hum, its plantive tone,
awaiting Love's tune-tap, and harmony.
But, early-broken, my flawed crystal rang
in notes unusual, yet notes of Love.
Your special touch, first soft stroke did approve,
and awesome splendid beauty then out-rang!
Love's Carillon of mem'ries blended, sang.
What fate brings, or does not, will naught disprove.
