Summer's End

In the morning mist
 By waning moon
 Through the woods she set on foot
 With a sacred blade
 Cut the berries down
 Dug up the dreaded mandrake root
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 "Tread my path to summer's end
 This bequest I leave you", she says
 "You will see what could be evergreen
 Turn to copper and fade to gray"
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 By the standing stones
 Atropine eyes smiled at me
 Sitting in a sluggish vertigo
 Sands of time form another dream
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 No love without sacrifice
 No life springs without decay
 The final kiss is a wormy one
 In soil's cold caress, to rest we'll lay
 To rest we'll lay
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 "Tread my path to summer's end
 This bequest I leave you", she says
 "You will see what could be evergreen
 Turn to copper and fade to gray"