Life
too dark does the ceiling veils
whose shadow marks no lines
and all the things inconsistent
are but a bridge of measured mines--
too dark to see the light
whose cape cowers visible time--
to the man i once loved with all my heart, dare to hear my sentiments. More
Life
too dark does the ceiling veils
whose shadow marks no lines
and all the things inconsistent
are but a bridge of measured mines--
too dark to see the light
whose cape cowers visible time--