Monday, April 24

Tableau Vivant

Tableau vivant, immortal pose
Eternal haunts a portal closed.
This visage cruel permutes to kind;
A thread unspooled now fast rewinds.

O shining one, in opal light,
Your hands are free to grasp delight
While solitary here I reign,
Sad sycophant to memory’s stain.

Clandestine musing formed this art,
This slow caress, this frozen hart
Who wept in hope the hunt commence
And each soft breath earn recompense.

The paths diverge, and yet in glass
Impeccable, we dance this masque.
Sweet sacrosanct, uncharted chant,
The living picture peace supplants.

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