Thursday, March 12, 2015
Bellerina Comments
Rating: ★5.0
Thus, I so spake that in my retiring room
e'ery looking glass that shows not half thy part,
of untamed heart's forfeited first in winter cold
to that day of unaltered eye I still behold
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8/15/2025 10:16:11 AM # 1.0.0
to account for love of thy most high deserts, of eyes so blind in silent hours of the night; ere you know the hand that writ in mournful numbers e'ery flower upon a barren heath in my bed of crimson joy, .. again you are gifted. like your poetic art.. tony