Time claimed the beauties
I used to shine by myself on duty
But time claimed the beauty
I am so plain, a star for none
The ones hurrying this way
Do not disturb me with your love
I cannot bear any love any more
I am now in peace with my red clay stove
Go back, delayed amour,No good to flirt
Snow has covered my train of skirt
my knees, and sleeves Next
And then the unclosed Bible
At last reach the sands upon my breast
Oh, love, when you finally arrived
At a common woman, revived
Is not her eyelashes drooped
She is at an undisturbed rest
- Author: arobot ( Offline)
- Published: June 28th, 2020 09:56
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 30
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