CAMELOT FANTASIES

Time in Eternity


 by T. Merrill



 When you were as an angel in my arms,
 Had laid your bare head just below my chin,
 Your length pressed up to mine, entrusting charms
 My whole youth's starward longing could not win;
 With still the murmur of your love in me,
 Miracle-tones of all my lifelong hope,
 I wished that there might start eternity
 And seal forever that sweet envelope;
 And as it did, my thoughts are now for you
 As every star is blotted by the sun,
 And so the sun itself
 Has perished too,
 And with it, every dream of mine
 But one.