Oct 2012
The light of the sky,
In the depth of this eye
Then wonder of child
And yet nothing so mild
Dare you look
Dare you see
With no pleasure to me
The mask of this guise
Or ones desire to fly
In the depth of this eye
Then wonder of child
And yet nothing so mild
Dare you look
Dare you see
With no pleasure to me
The mask of this guise
Or ones desire to fly
