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THE TRACKLESS PATH

My Fair Spirit Bride - A Poem by J.A. McCormick

10/13/2019

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Oh fair spirit,
Sweet lover of my soul,
Floating there
Still gowned in your bridal veils.
How bright you shine!
How white your ever pure intent!
No desire but always still
To be mine 
Who spurned you 
Year after year
For more solid loves.
Ashamed, you turn away your face
From one so blind
As to disdain
The very image of devotion.
For there was always some other
With fairer lies 
With which to be beguiled - 
Those whose luster,
Though not so bright,
Still shone with neon promises
Painted on the night.
But still you linger,
Faithful still. 
Do not die 
Before I've broken free
From all the things 
I do not love.
Do not die within me
Bride of mine!
But lend me life
Enough to spurn 
Those fables dark
And bind myself 
To she whose love 
I always cherished most
But feared to find.
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