I knoweth now where we canst go and hide our insightful destinations. Naughty as water ripples and the broadening green plantations I hath ideas for us and the most sensible of worldly notions Let's dream t'at this delight shall ne'er wear out, and leave to us t'is nuptial potion One t'at we shalt have above the sun, out of everyone else's jealous sight.
Just like in my midnight gown on a flowery wedding night, I wanteth to look pretty in my ruffle brown skirt, Strength in the most diminished, and yet distinguished ecstasy Ī fable t'at becometh real in a flight of seconds Ī temptation no maiden heart canst afford to dismiss.Īnd look at me, now and then and all over again, Thou art the fragrance of happiness found in decay I am charmed, even in the darkest abyss of yon superficiality. Thou art the speed and pace I need here to stay Īh, I am not detached from t'is world, so long as I have you Run around here, Immortal, and give me thy handsome hand While I rub thy dark hair on my lap, with my bronze fingertips. One breed of lights that we used to play with.īring my that green glass of paint, and draw by me, Its taint of darkness dripping down like blood-red hearth.Ī breeze of morning moves, that we love, has gone įor a musk of the skies at dusk must have come down.Ĭome into the garden, my love, and play around with me įor a set of faint lights is now there to catch I hate the dreadful hollow behind the little wood And thus I have dedicated all the love I have for thee into this in the hope that my heart has none of it left after writing the poem.
I promise this shall be the last poem of thee I've written of thee.
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