O! what enthralling beauty!
This love was quite a catch!
And though our dawn burned through me,
those feelings never last.
The edge that I had felt you with
has dulled and lost its shine.
While, once, I wore you well,
something new will suit me fine.
(or)
Fancy leaves an open space
that's turned to Love or left with haste
Oct 31, 2010
Oct 31, 2010 at 1:43 AM UTC
O! what enthralling beauty!
This love was quite a catch!
And though our dawn burned through me,
those feelings never last.
The edge that I had felt you with
has dulled and lost its shine.
While, once, I wore you well,
something new will suit me fine.
(or)
Fancy leaves an open space
that's turned to Love or left with haste
Originally written in November of 2008. The more succinct version was written in November of 2010.
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