a temporary sharing 
Fascinating time
Enveloped in the remnants
Of her celebrated spirit
I find myself both humble
Yet assailed by the temptation 
To patch into the quilt
Of her condition
A few matching ribbons
Of my own

As disobedient as she was
Yet not as daring
As alien in this foreign land
Hostile to undesired dreamers
Yet not attached resemblance 
To her extravagant
and fragile dying presence

The space is temporary filled
With memory of tinted vibrations
Of curious playfulness
Abruptly choked subdued
To falling pounding sorrow

Confined with remnants
Of her celebrated spirit
Rejoiced in touching abandon
I sip the sound
Of changing voices 
Soft sensuous or rugged
Emerging in a perfect blend
With lines in juvenile interpretations
Projecting their presence
from the  silent walls

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