Wiretrippa
Bluelighter
- Joined
- Jan 19, 2002
- Messages
- 896
If the alabaster object of my heart's
Desire
Swings the sun about her head to set my soul
Afire
Then I'm scorched and conflagrated and entrenched
Despite
My attempts to contravene it and thus earn
Respite
If the raven-haired full focus of my heart's
Content
Sends the moon in all its bloom against my mind's
Repent
Then I'm hastened, hard-embraced and locked against
Reprieve
And in the battered, blasted dusk I'm forced alone to
Grieve
Desire
Swings the sun about her head to set my soul
Afire
Then I'm scorched and conflagrated and entrenched
Despite
My attempts to contravene it and thus earn
Respite
If the raven-haired full focus of my heart's
Content
Sends the moon in all its bloom against my mind's
Repent
Then I'm hastened, hard-embraced and locked against
Reprieve
And in the battered, blasted dusk I'm forced alone to
Grieve
