cool read. My only comment, (i can't restrain myself) is that the poem seems to start off with an air of tragedy, inferring that there once was magic, that there once was honey, but doesn't pursue that tract. So i got a bit confused, in that to me their appears to be two divergent perspectives. I totally love the first two stanza's, really cool-the violent hush of passion restrained. In any case, its only my interpretation i could be reading too much into it. I did like it.
I suppose I could elaborate PatchouliPumpkin...Yes, it is a tragedy, however the heart doesnt always cease to love when it should. Love goes on despite seperation. Hope for renewal is a strong emotion as well. Hope that helps a little.
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~*Like a lion, without fear of the howling pack, Like a gust of wind, ne'er trapped in a snare, Like a lotus blossom, ne'er sprinkled by water, Let me, like a unicorn, in solitude roam.*~ Hymn Of Buddha