Leander and Hero

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Leander and Hero




Perhaps her light has blown out in the wind

That whips these waves. A moonless night and cold.

She gives me strength and soon my love will hold

These aching limbs within her arms. Come, land,

I tire. The taste of salt burns in my throat

And currents, chill, mislead. I swim for love.

Below me, lonely darkness, and above

Black clouds, no stars by which to navigate…

No, Neptune, no, not yet! I will not die,

And if I do it is for her. The swell

Defeats my strength. A voice? I hear you call,

But sound and wind and dreams fade far away…

Alone I sleep tonight as Hero waits,

Our love too soon extinguished by the Fates.


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We were too young, though he was very sweet,

Two virgins in our teens who could not wait.

He was obsessed by me and passionate -

Could you resist a rugged athlete?

It had to end, so painful at the time,

But we lost touch. I never took his calls,

Preferring older men with faster cars

And more expensive tastes. Is that a crime?

Such was our fate, those were the dice I cast,

But could Leander, even in his prime,

Prevail against the ebbing tide of time

To reach the continent that is the past?

I ache for him, for love, one more embrace,

To taste again the sea-salt on his face.
















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