Those vulpine eyes
and crooked smile
could hold my thoughts steady.
The sky is missing a maiden,
and the sea is missing its robe,
but sheltered are you,
in the mists and tears of
a time when I was loved
Aug 21, 2013
Aug 21, 2013 at 12:26 PM UTC
Those vulpine eyes
and crooked smile
could hold my thoughts steady.
The sky is missing a maiden,
and the sea is missing its robe,
but sheltered are you,
in the mists and tears of
a time when I was loved
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