While my heart lay
sanguine
on dirt-studded Snow,
(spliced straight through
with memories of
Me&You)
She, (my Sun coppery&glossy glowing yonder East),
looks
through tussled
maligner
ing eyes;
through
honeycomb shades
&eyes timeworn with
pride; and teacups chipped in
daunting morning
ritual.
But these, thee,
thou my flower bed,
thou will riseandshine as
Thebes did
anew.
Jan 31, 2018
Jan 31, 2018 at 8:39 PM UTC
While my heart lay
sanguine
on dirt-studded Snow,
(spliced straight through
with memories of
Me&You)
She, (my Sun coppery&glossy glowing yonder East),
looks
through tussled
maligner
ing eyes;
through
honeycomb shades
&eyes timeworn with
pride; and teacups chipped in
daunting morning
ritual.
But these, thee,
thou my flower bed,
thou will riseandshine as
Thebes did
anew.