For steady path lay'th deep,
a journey long and far to steep.
With amber and ashes we heap,
The fairest of nature's keep.
As the pallid yet palpable a'sphere bedew,
From saints to sinners shrew,
I shall paint this day a new,
where angels not lovers flew.
Feb 10, 2014
Feb 10, 2014 at 12:51 PM UTC
For steady path lay'th deep,
a journey long and far to steep.
With amber and ashes we heap,
The fairest of nature's keep.
As the pallid yet palpable a'sphere bedew,
From saints to sinners shrew,
I shall paint this day a new,
where angels not lovers flew.