Donate no more syllables
to love's spell unbound spells
the tides will  strips wishes from the well
and mute the cries of wedding bells
and air will be wind and hearts are sea shells
All is lost in our embrace tomorrow tells
Inarticulate cruelty is the true nature of joy and revels
and the hundred empty spiral stairwells
and the thousand rusted harps of angels
the million erased farewells...