Cold, close-****** Gluttonous grave Please release My age-old friend From gambolling fields Schools,college Working place To blessed bed!
Cold, close-****** Gluttonous grave Please release My wife and my life My life and my wife My love and my dove My dove and love, For my heart is her tomb She leased with love From her mother's womb!
A n old poet friend of mine once told me he didΒ Β write such a poem which he lost.He is dead now.