Poem fractal

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0.042 apart. A smaller distance means the lines are built more alike.

This number is read from the build of the lines. The bright edge is that number, carried outward until the pattern repeats.

The Wounded Heart

by Robert Herrick

0.2074 − 0.2117i

Drawing the boundary…

Let me sleep, but wake me up before you go

by Richard

0.1960 − 0.1716i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

Each poem scrolls on its own, so the two texts stay beside each other.

The Wounded Heart

by Robert Herrick

Come, bring your sampler, and with art
Draw in't a wounded heart,
And dropping here and there;
Not that I think that any dart
Can make your's bleed a tear,
Or pierce it any where;
Yet do it to this end,—that I
May by
This secret see,
Though you can make
That heart to bleed, your's ne'er will ache
For me.

Let me sleep, but wake me up before you go

by Richard

The sheets are tangled, the air is cool
Sunlight streams, paints the room a fool
My eyelids heavy, a drowsy plea
Let me slumber, just hold me near, please

Let me sleep, but wake me up before you go
A whisper soft, a gentle touch, I need to know
That you're leaving, even for a little while
A goodbye kiss, a sleepy smile

The world can wait, the day's a blur
Lost in dreams, of me and you, for sure
But hold this moment, before you disappear
This quiet haven, where worries have no fear

The warmth beside me, a fleeting spark
This precious sleep, leaves its loving mark
A silent promise, whispered in the breeze
That you'll return, and set my heart at ease

Just a goodbye, a moment shared
Then back to dreams, with love repaired
Let me sleep, but wake me up before you go
The rest will come, as long as you let me know

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