Pavonine I.
Masquerade flawless, pride a squire,
Pavonine I, as I gleam in fear,
As light truer revealed; 'twas hubris,
A charade clichéd from one, unwise;
As it plays, as it rings,
When it stops, a tasteful clings,
Again.
Pavonine I, twice the beauty,
Once is inconstant, compare me;
To gold, or maybe jester's fee?
A pouch for ye, two more for me;
Another.
As I would weave you a piece;
One entwining, two forgotten creeds,
Pavonine I; a serenade for you,
Though coarse; like a rug putrid,
A blight.
Pavonine I; as it would sound as rotten,
As always if only I would-
Let it never end, remind me.
Feb 15, 2016
Feb 15, 2016 at 1:59 PM UTC
Pavonine I.
Masquerade flawless, pride a squire,
Pavonine I, as I gleam in fear,
As light truer revealed; 'twas hubris,
A charade clichéd from one, unwise;
As it plays, as it rings,
When it stops, a tasteful clings,
Again.
Pavonine I, twice the beauty,
Once is inconstant, compare me;
To gold, or maybe jester's fee?
A pouch for ye, two more for me;
Another.
As I would weave you a piece;
One entwining, two forgotten creeds,
Pavonine I; a serenade for you,
Though coarse; like a rug putrid,
A blight.
Pavonine I; as it would sound as rotten,
As always if only I would-
Let it never end, remind me.
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