Black and White

Thou leaned on me, Beauty's propriety,
Laid thine bosom on my virgin canvas,
With the soothing lash of thine Love,
Painted my heart with chromes of desire.
Wherefrom didst come thou, I know not;
When with the stroke of thy tresses coloured
Me from the wonted black and white,
I remember not! Spersed thou me
With thine masterful caress, harvesting joy
On the grim visage, suffusing myriads of smiles.
Lores of thine charm take fathoms and volumes
That my fraily paley gab cannot lone spell,
Come rest on my words, thou Muse of Helicon,
Sail with me on these thine own rivulets of ink,
Alas! Thine hour has lapsed, gone hast thou!
But gone hast thou too soon out of the blue.
Me minus thee is hueless, breathless, lifeless.
Frozenness surrounds me, its shreds shudder me,
Tears erase me, ah thine very own me
Fades brack, black, back to black and white.

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Love bridges miles apart.