Merciful the shortening days
When leopard hours incline toward black,
Gather my grief in corset and stays
A Plenty against dissembling lack...
Bring tonic of time that forgetting invites,
Let gray go the cat whose claws score the wound;
Just soften my sorrow with poppy-gone nights
When merciful dreams lay me skin-close with you.
for Kerry's challenge at Real Toads.