Saturday, May 28, 2011
Friday, May 27, 2011
R
Oh to be removed from this daily drudgery
This dull, dim, dream
And be back in the arms of my loverly
My opulent lady of love and light
Removed from the grinding wheel of time
The song in my heart is a mournful dirge
Until she again plays the strings
And takes up that joyful verse
An ancient refrain that begets spring
And brings heaven to this hell on earth
Tuesday, May 3, 2011
Sunday, May 1, 2011
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