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For Selene ©

Paul McAuley
Kilmarnock, Scotland
1996

I can see the sadness in Selene's eyes,
Though she tries to shroud them with a shine
But I can see them when I share her cries.
I wish there were skies that I could climb!

Although with Nyx, Selene was told to stay,
To give her joy, I will steal her the day.
Or if her fate is to be in night,
I'll hold down the sun with all my might!

Oh, Endymion, how I envy thee,
Although you sleep through the day and the night!
If only I could touch what I can see,
Through mysterious black, that beautiful white.

Maybe Iris will entrust me her rainbow,
And on its peak I may tip-toe!
But even then, if I cannot touch,
I shall love Selene just as much!

My love has caused me to despise the day;
When touched by light I scurry away!
My six years of dream, I dedicate to thee.
If only I could touch what I can see!

I can feel the sadness in Selene's eyes,
Though she tries to shroud them with a shrine.
But I can feel it when I share her cries.
I wish there were stars that I could climb!



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