half the night i waste in sighs,
half in dreams i sorrow after
the delight of early skies;
in wakeful dose i sorrow
for the hand, the lips, the eyes,
for the meeting of the morrow,
the delight of happy laughter,
the delight of low replies.
Thanks for a great moment of poetry. Found you through electrictree. Considering loom.
Oh what tangled webs we weave...
23 June 2012 at 07:26 AM
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