I really like the idea of today’s prompt – so for the 3rd time since the month began I will attempt to follow the prompt. I remember doing something similar to this at college… Once upon a time – A long time ago!
Today, I challenge you to perform an erasure of your own.
in love’s philosophy.
three hours we spent,
Walking , two shadows
But, now the sun is just above our head,
those shadows tread,
to brave all things
our infant loves
love has attain’d the high’st degree,
this noon ,
new shadows make the way.
As the first were made to blind
these which come behind
ourselves, blind our eyes.
If our loves faint, and decline,
The morning shadows ,
grow longer all day;
day is short, if love decay.
Love is a growing, full constant light,
first minute, after noon, is night.