domingo, 4 de março de 2018

Bewitched

My greatest pleasure
is to please you.
Were you a statue,
I'd still kiss you.

She was right at the end,
of course beauty is terror...
Have you heard of the devil?
Oh Mary, take my hand,
weep for your son and my error
and how you scare me, so mellow!

Such a muse, such a lady,
if I met her I would just bow
so very willingly, never shady
and taste greatness like one I've never known.

24/02/2018

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