*A mirror a warp, rivers and weft;
I found a world, in all woven scripts.*
A boon rare'n fleetingly
Adamant; courteous in mien,
Your silhouette unbound;
Your complexion unhindered;
A glint of yond'r,
Stolen glimpse, far fetched;
Fluster; gossamer,
It's been long Pucelle.
*A glimpse of the unseen, a façade cleft;
There will I see you, yonder which thy beauty encrypts.*
Mar 13, 2016
Mar 13, 2016 at 7:35 AM UTC
*A mirror a warp, rivers and weft;
I found a world, in all woven scripts.*
A boon rare'n fleetingly
Adamant; courteous in mien,
Your silhouette unbound;
Your complexion unhindered;
A glint of yond'r,
Stolen glimpse, far fetched;
Fluster; gossamer,
It's been long Pucelle.
*A glimpse of the unseen, a façade cleft;
There will I see you, yonder which thy beauty encrypts.*
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