Quatrains

The dawn has no tint of rose, 
   Or scent of violet,
And noon brings no sweet repose 
   To grapple with regret.

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Who has taken the stars, 
   Which gave a bashful light,
Between the age-worn scars 
   Of the eternal night?

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I am a humming sea shell, 
   You are a boundless sea,
Your lovely lyric waters 
   Flow on and under me.

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Today is the day of love, 
   Tomorrow may not be, 
So live our lives as we may
   And trust eternity.

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Give me your stars to hold 
   O sky of blue delight, 
Your moon of laughter gold
   To diadem my night.