Everything has a way of going awry profound changes have to tell a story How air may freeze and earth drown in ashes of snow and tumble down Lilies may turn red and violets green All the opposite of what we have seen I cannot stand against nature's will With all these dreams I yet have to fulfill All that foreseen, but dear love! To the moon and heavens above I swear my love for you does end When Gods die with no love to lend.
Hasty midnight scribbles for an old woud, old friend, old love...