what glory anon doth hither trace its arced pleasant cord
upon the cool dimpled cheeks of night ? so graceful doth it
punt and glitter supple light from faithful milky shore
its is is the moon.
LUnA! my pallored damsel
my trembling seed of luminosity
i gratefully take thee in my heart and heavenly lush
upon thy scalp, dripping sweaty glow, my
very blood and tears
for thou art
ARTbeyond any man's
Dec 6, 2010
Dec 6, 2010 at 10:32 AM UTC
what glory anon doth hither trace its arced pleasant cord
upon the cool dimpled cheeks of night ? so graceful doth it
punt and glitter supple light from faithful milky shore
its is is the moon.
LUnA! my pallored damsel
my trembling seed of luminosity
i gratefully take thee in my heart and heavenly lush
upon thy scalp, dripping sweaty glow, my
very blood and tears
for thou art
ARTbeyond any man's
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