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copyright 1999, by Leeker17

Disclaimer:    The characters Dr. Hannibal Lecter and Clarice Starling were created by Thomas Harris.  They are used herein without permission, but in the spirit of admiration and respect.  No infringement of copyright is intended, and no profit, of any kind, is made by the creator, maintainer or contributors to this site.

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Safe to hope at midnight,
Free only to wish dark dreams of dawn,
Trying to remember fading memories in the light

She knows her wants, desires are wrong,
Ever doomed to see his mocking crimson smile,
Still she can't stop the ache the long

His eyes illumine her memories-his own now to file,
He walks upon the earth free to enjoy it,
And her feelings she cannot reconcile,
Broken shackles dangle from his wrists,
Of all who have opposed him-none escape the wit

His words can shred the soul or stoke the fire,
If it can stop her suffering she'll lay down on the funeral pyre,
Ever searching, seeking, waiting never does the predator tire

Like a bird tossed in the storm she seeks rest at last,
She alone survived the knife edge,
But, ever will he be her sword of Damocles

Now she stands before him-teetering on the ledge,
Looking into his eyes she knows to where is led,
His face tilted in relief- mirror her desire

Taking now a glass of sweet poison for her soul,
In him are duel equations a paradox to be

In him she finds damnation,
Yet also sweet salvation,
A curious blend of heaven and hell,
No longer can she stand to be in purgatorio,
This alone can stop the sounds of long ago,
Only together will ring the death knell,
Of two scarred souls

With him alone can she find peace,
Out of her cocoon now, perfect in the light,
A caterpillar change to a creature of beauty and grace,
Heart and soul to live now-old morays take flight,
Courage is her motto writ upon her face

Truly can she live now, not just in the night,
Of dreams and of dreamscaping,
She moves about free in the daylight,
For in the moment, they mock the eveningscape,
They dance and dream together in the fairy-tailed twilight.

copyright 1999, by Leeker17

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