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(Hammill)

Slow in the quiet of the room;
so potent is the smell of her
you think she's eternal,
that you she is everything...
but no-one what she is.
Repentance for all you should have
her entrance seems to raise you the dead
and you she's really with you,
and you that she'll always stay,
always to forgive you,
always ready to grant you her
but in her own way.
she comes, she'll be a stranger;
struck dumb, try to protest
as the drum out the danger...
too late, you should have
the lady with the skin so white,
like something out of or Burne-Jones
always blocked out the
and all you owned.

Still you think forever,
and tomorrow...
but knows where she is.
Still you swear you can win her
and your prayer is she'll want you;
aware - once a saint, now you're a
and sins are going to haunt you
when the with her skin so white
something out of Edgar Allan Poe
holds your so very tight
and you hope that never let go.

Easy targets, crosswords, easy life:
these key margins you balanced on the knife,
darkly.
In the end it all comes down to bargains.
That key - you tried so hard to find it,
all you can is the effort to be worthy;
even now you need to be
La Belle Dame is without mercy.
The lady her skin so white -
you never did quite her name -
now she holds you in the
and never let go again,
she'll let go again.