Lum Chabot

Her eyes, glistening like the tranquil waters,
Ever searching for something new,
Reflecting the pain, but hiding it well,
Telling no one what she knew,
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You love me, and I love you,
It’s so new, and yet it’s so old,
Forever warming, never cold,
Like the gazing seraph view,
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The chilling dampness envelopes me,
Asphyxiating, down to the depths of my soul,
The abyssal pitch, so hardly droll,
Absent of prosperity,
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Peoples rise and fall;
Like the ebbing tide of the ocean;
Yet She among sirens remains;
Ne’er experiencing woeful disdain;
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The things you say, they comfort me so,
As moonlight reflects upon a still bay,
I take them to heart, for I know they’re sincere,
And ever so helping along my weary way,
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It was a full moon night in Hél,
And he strolled around with her,
Around familiar darklit corridors,
With her body in arms, head clutched to his breast,
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In entrails of wycked beast
Prisoners rest, those from the feast
Cantankerous of those debtors,
Who hoped to work for better
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Dancing in the dismal mist this wisp
Is full of crystal promises, made in crisp,
Though ripe bog air; the in scent of past witchcraft ‘ere,
Where playing children felt wear and tear on fair
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“Je vous aime, ” il vous dit
Et dans les fleurs, elle a demandé lui “Pourquoi? ”
Il a répondu, “Parce que tout de vous, mon amour.”
“Expliquer, s’il vous plaît, ” et lui a répondu, “Bien sûr.”
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After precious daughter put to sleep
He made sure daughter’s soul to keep
In complete safety in midst of silken lunes
Father and mother each left a plume
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As couple awoke next morbid morn
Fire-sun gazed upon pale skin with mocking scorn
At parents’ deeds- or lack thereof,
But to flee and hide precious dove-
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Meeting

Returned did he to Seine where sa famille was slain,
Alone was he so none could see shame or disdain
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A pallid white girl
Emerged with a whirl
Of desire she’d not expected,
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Nevermore…
Never aught nor naught
Would visit him, no thoughts
Upon the mind of an elder, saught
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The story begins in a small wooden house,
Where no animal dare venture near, no animate
Foray, not even by little white mouse.
It is here in the floor center, disparate
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