The Ulangar: Book III, Part 5

This continues Book III of the epic I wrote between 1991 and 1996. This
is another section that was slated for rewrite.

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That night Lamaraz returned to Ulangar

and returned to lay beside Nefthys once again

He brought himself close to his lover

and in his caress of her he spoke such words

`What shall I compare thee to

An Autumn wind or a Winter's flame

Nay your whole cannot be sing'larly described

but aye your eyes

what shall they become

Their glittering glass should be compared to gems

But nay again for they compare oh not to your sparkling marbles

Gems instead should be indeed compared to thine eyes

How then is your hair in place with such ideas

Its flowing formless soft resembles that twice distant creature

that gobbles the worlds and stars and moons

and like that same monstrosity

these leaves consume my heart

What else does that bottomless soul desire

of these petty metaphors and similes between heaven and earth'

Such words were spoken and sweet Nefthys responded

`My sire and keeper speak not in mockéd anger

for it does not become you

Speak only of that poetic thing which you refuse to identify

and that one fire is amor

Compare thine love to whatever thou desires

If thou just speakest it to my things that hear

with your heart of words so pure

then perhaps mine own heart may remember these syllables

and indeed in the positive fourth it may be recalled again and again

my love'

So were the words of Nef

and her ears traded with her mouth

and her eyes failed to glitter

in preparation for his so noble response

But not a sentence nor letter fluttered from his lips

But not a syllable nor chant flew away from his cords

Instead he too shut his spectacles

and with a touch of grace and caring unparalleled in his life

his lips enchanted her mouth with a soft et gentle kiss

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