Hidden eeries of desire echo to angelsongs of love: Singing

Thursday, January 2, 2014


I sing a little bit of nonsense, A riddle draped in rhyme That capers to a merry tune And tempts the mind to dance That merriment may commence To liven the day and speed old Time, To make late transform to soon And mundane to romance: I sing an idle rhyme or two While I wait to dance with you. Sign in to see full entry.

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