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Dearest friend, did you know that

I was your shadow?

That I have grown so used

Or perhaps so fond of

Your ways that

They are now my own.



And like my name sake

I am darker of mind

and spirit than yourself

A little more inclined

to wander on the dark side of the moon

to worry my tethers

To reveal myself in waves.

I never realised until now,

But your purity and poise

Deserve emulation

So I applied myself to the task at hand with relish

"I will do my best to be,

I thought,

I will mold and observe and become..."



As any sailor knows

It is impossible to ignore

the call of a siren beckoning

and thus my ship has

come to rest her weary bones

And sun herself on a sea swept rock

While I scour the beach

in memory's bane.

For anything to lead me

Back to water

Where its easier to see

and noiseless

as a silent wood

Where ivy chokes

the life out of wild roses.



I sit patiently

at your feet,

Goddess.

Waiting

for you to dispel your wisdom

or send me away.



1:02 AM



June 13, 2003