The Golden Harp

 

Location: Jumis Studio

 

Sitting Paragon: Sparrow

 

 

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Golden Harp

~Joseph Narusiewicz~

 

Castanets shriveled gold glare

Used and sheer silk stockings

Titans of quantity

Abyss of abandoned ideals

 

Inspired like Paris

Fallen on breasts of iron

Carved in smooth swans

Monuments of voluptuous fleece

 

Rise with sails and draughts of pearl

Grasp that which no asp attacks

Gardens that never cry

Strength elevate with turquoise

 

Diadem marvelous in new ether

We speak like roes and lions

Tired of the old translucent heart

Framed in the Louvre forever

 

When the speechless sing

Flowers bloom like sighing larks

Her name is epiphany

Graceful, serene like a golden harp

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Done