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Dwells not in magic spell a part
to startle, welcome open heart?
Tells not the softest candlelight
whence springs the source of second-sight?
No glory, triumph, may there be
without complementarity,
two flow together - empathy
eliminates disparity.
Without the need for guarantee
man, maid may braid eternity, -
swells not to tenderness one part
but part completes, twins future’s chart,
Bells chime not to old echo quite,
new notes lend throat to rhyme delight...
© Jonathan Robin – sonnet written 15 April 2004
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