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Leona June Anderson
June 26, 1982-Jan.19, 1999
R.I.P. Sweet angel in Heaven
I.
She was only sixteen
when she left,
O Angel & sweet Muse-
(You were intoxication and silk)
The midnoon sun shone
down soft & warm
& good & glorious
upon us, we hapless and
low in the vast
dark array
O Heaven-
She has left too soon
and has come to you
and we are cruel severed
scarringly from that
cool young flower: Beauty
And we are alone
w/lament
and we are alone
w/rotten weeping
and we are alone
w/heartache
and sorrow and
despair
and comfortless
dreams
(We are alone
w/out you,
O damask perfumed soul-)
It was her cool jewelled
smile and syrup eyes
that would possess you,
finesse & bless you
(She was wine
The rest was obsession)
We ran the Night, wildly,
like satyrs or satans
and there was no fear
and no death
We crept through shadows
and nightmares
and darkened streets
surreptitiously
and we laughed
maniacally
at pain
We knew only joy and the
great freedom of Discovery
We stormed the city like
insane bandits and baited the
cops w/daredevilry,
lawlessness
Yeah, she was majesty
and triumph and she
was soulful
and fine
She was yet still a babe
when she went off to that
other world. She was young
and all the world awaited
her, like a feast
Her life here was our honor
and can only exalt her
w/love
passion
song
II.
When you left us, dear sister and friend,
a part of you stayed behind so we wouldn't
forget, regret or forlorn. Your memory is
still warm in our hearts and we shall love
and remember you, always.
O young princess & aethyr,
you were stealth and strength
and style
I shall miss you, always
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