March 2005 Archives
The heart sung unswallowed
By greed and lust and want to be
But sought naught after darkness unfollowed
By shame and fear and melancholy
When at last it reached forth undaunted
And grasped the sweet reigns of irony
For fate found four-chamberlings abandoned
Of sweet time's innocence claim to be free
By greed and lust and want to be
But sought naught after darkness unfollowed
By shame and fear and melancholy
When at last it reached forth undaunted
And grasped the sweet reigns of irony
For fate found four-chamberlings abandoned
Of sweet time's innocence claim to be free
