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Grief song

Grief is the pain we pay for love
   grief is the pain we pay
This is the grief of living dust
   This, the mortal way 
A great pinkish trout glides ceaselessly
   in pale grey waters
      radiant, determined
Golden light glimmers above this pool
   easily, ever forward, elegant,
      always...
Gladly through this glistening water,
      cool, earthless, grey
when you’re ready to love me
feel our heat
you’d best be ready to play
for you and me it’s ecstasy or nothing
or so it was…
grief is the pain we pay for joy
grief is the pain we pay 

-February 19, 2007-