01.08.23
Who is he who throws stones at your window after dark?
Tis he your bold aspirant lover
Ignoring the door leading to your father's permission
Glass is not the end of his planned destruction
For amid his intentions is an undignified tumble on a bed of hay
Let his stones bounce off and strike his head
~RC
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Poetry365 days of poetry A/N This is a continuation because Wattpad has a 200 chapter limit on books and the year has 365 days.
