Sunday, February 22, 2004Orchid Grove of Lilies DeathPale moon retreat oh nay the song of death foreseen in golden glades of endless spring Wild virgin wings upon the lilies bright buds of white enclosed in bells chastise in melodies To drink in mirth and die in flames of wisdom rot and sold upon Venetian courts Knowledge penned in gold thread words... Sign in to see full entry.posted by MiaElla at 10:26 AM Comments (2) (permalink) |
