Coiling Ivy

Below the starry sky,

And upon the dewy grass,

I waited for you till eternity’s end.

But the crowd held you in its sway,

And all I could do was to let the ivy coil.

The Beast stood leashed.

Pondering on love that was not meant to be.

Betting its heart and soul on a gamble already lost.

Hopes hung on timing rusted nails.

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