drawn in the deep

I was reading Don Juan at this very hour of collective slumber
it clutched me with a sudden thrust of how you recited these lines
with intricate delicacy
it all came to me
no. they actually poured
hearing your voice resounding in the muted space
within only one meter's race

the mermaid sings no more
she dies if i dare to clutch her waist

rememberance of things past

How happy is the blameless vestal's lot!
The world forgetting, by the world forgot.
Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind!
Each pray'r accepted, and each wish resign'd.