My song for today
Your Albrecht of many masks
will come, fair dove,
will come to dance
the placid corners of your soul
Your life like a vapor
will touch him
he will shudder in your tender
cold embrace
he will tremble beneath
the silken shallow of lace
he will find himself drunk there,
cold as stone
and death
his mirror will be your eyes
your rhythmic pulse
a languishing flower will caress
his strong shoulder and arm
your sweet drowned song
will enchant him
a bird in flight,
dove, swan.
will come, fair dove,
will come to dance
the placid corners of your soul
Your life like a vapor
will touch him
he will shudder in your tender
cold embrace
he will tremble beneath
the silken shallow of lace
he will find himself drunk there,
cold as stone
and death
his mirror will be your eyes
your rhythmic pulse
a languishing flower will caress
his strong shoulder and arm
your sweet drowned song
will enchant him
a bird in flight,
dove, swan.



Comments on this journal
FT, are you the moderator of the Phds village too ?
leave ft. i m sure u have better outlets. just a piece of advice. u n starry r both going to disregard it but its sincere.
i bet they missed the razor sharp sarcasm. lol
u r wasting ur energies girl.
lets talk business.
where r u? everything ok?
how unfriendly..
Bilal! Don't give me Arundathi Roy. I don't like her
(Needless to say i like it when you speak my language) :)
ft
it just occurred to me that u ought to thank me.
'for loving u enough to let u go' ;)
it's never been about winning. i like the west wind ;)
'tameless and swift and proud'
all i know is u werent being a good consultant.. or my bro wuld have won the case :*
i was only referring to her perfect language..n her sense of dressing