He fell into
a pleasant debacle
of various cures
for intelligent thinking
And I envied,
I swear it
but congratulate him too -
for a midnight with Venus
is more than I can do
I, a week ago
scoured the alternative
and had only a romance
with pomp and high taste
A series of numbers
subsequently demanded;
now sadly of fortune
am I left to waste
In the kindest months
I will be left
with a few metres of room
to roam and despair
But never will I
under any temptation
be swayed from my aim
of meeting you there.
Jul 1, 2010
Jul 1, 2010 at 7:13 AM UTC
He fell into
a pleasant debacle
of various cures
for intelligent thinking
And I envied,
I swear it
but congratulate him too -
for a midnight with Venus
is more than I can do
I, a week ago
scoured the alternative
and had only a romance
with pomp and high taste
A series of numbers
subsequently demanded;
now sadly of fortune
am I left to waste
In the kindest months
I will be left
with a few metres of room
to roam and despair
But never will I
under any temptation
be swayed from my aim
of meeting you there.
Copyright Josiah Mortimer 2010