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what motion more (9/5/00) what motion more could i make on your brow that you won’t feel what other words could i speak in your ears that you can’t hear and what more deeds could i do for your sake that you won’t see these silent moments sitting by your side as if the Furies would my soul deride as if the lining of my heart were steel as by your side so patiently i kneel as water flowing 'neath thin lucent glaze as scintillating sparks from camper's blaze what channel does transmit my voice and tears to e’er arrive to soothe you of your fears what passion be its purpose i demand if you can’t know this hollowing within my upper chest if you can’t lean this burning dripping wax consuming me if you can’t turn these quiet moments gazing in your eyes might Demons simply propagate such lies? as if my flesh and blood could bear this space as we sit still i gaze into your face do these great pains become a gentle breeze? to cool you as it agitates the trees then truly they do have a tall design to make my mortal end seem quite benign