sweet song-bird
sing me a song
for dead is the source
of my romance and youth
sweet song-bird
hum your sweet tune
for dust and shade are all i am
for dark is nigh and spring recedes
sweet song-bird
before i lay rest,
sing to me your sighs
lasting quake and duress
Apr 17, 2020
Apr 17, 2020 at 5:36 PM UTC
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