O princess of this poet's court
By your crown-shy heart
By two gardened hands
By the angel on your right
May you whisper me the fruit
Indirectly in your shyness
That is king among our gardens
And dearest to my love
Allow me to fashion us a lassi
With pearls to grace its glow
A blend reserved for us
From any fruit you muse
Apr 12
Apr 12, 2026 at 4:48 AM UTC
O princess of this poet's court
By your crown-shy heart
By two gardened hands
By the angel on your right
May you whisper me the fruit
Indirectly in your shyness
That is king among our gardens
And dearest to my love
Allow me to fashion us a lassi
With pearls to grace its glow
A blend reserved for us
From any fruit you muse