A quarter of a crown
Lies in secret; without a sound
As drums keep up their beat
And steps go on, in spite of feet.
Deep beneath us it lies
Temptation, blessing sighs
As you turn and look at I
And I smile, as only inside
Our secrets they still play,
Breakable to the light of day,
Please turn and leave; just go
Did it happen if no one knows?
Mar 24, 2015
Mar 24, 2015 at 1:33 PM UTC
A quarter of a crown
Lies in secret; without a sound
As drums keep up their beat
And steps go on, in spite of feet.
Deep beneath us it lies
Temptation, blessing sighs
As you turn and look at I
And I smile, as only inside
Our secrets they still play,
Breakable to the light of day,
Please turn and leave; just go
Did it happen if no one knows?
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