Thou, the amorous moon, shining softly
Me, the piffling pond, adoring thy beauty
My besotted blue eyes reflecting thy image divine
Thou doth then twice with rage did shine…
Aw you world answer if it is my fault
If ye overlook all my love,
And at thy scar’s image thy vision does halt…????
1 comment:
Excellent ! what an imagination! what a feeling!
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