do not think me
oh so sad
oh so sad
do not believe it
was all bad
no - do not think it so
for i have been where few may go
i have touched the pure white snow
i have seen the mountain’s glow
do not think me satan-sent
do not believe that i repent
no - do not think it true
for i have been where cupids flew
i have touched love’s golden gates
i have felt the hands of eros quake
where love’s grace did on me bestow
like luscious absinthe spread below
for i have been loved true
and
now
i live anew
was all bad
no - do not think it so
for i have been where few may go
i have touched the pure white snow
i have seen the mountain’s glow
do not think me satan-sent
do not believe that i repent
no - do not think it true
for i have been where cupids flew
i have touched love’s golden gates
i have felt the hands of eros quake
where love’s grace did on me bestow
like luscious absinthe spread below
for i have been loved true
and
now
i live anew
8 comments:
Whew! What imagery.
Maybe I was there as well...Once. but I already forgot. Now need a new anew experience, more eagerly after reading this lovely, sensual, passionate piece, Lady!
;)
Wow :-)
I have missed your writing, glad I am back to enjoy it again x
oh, thanks so much, trish!
you know, we are so lucky to have been there at all, even once, aren't we dulce!
wonderful to have you back, too, gemel! missed your visits! come again soon, lady!
This too is like a dance...beautifully lyrical, lady!
well, the dance of love is what it is, isn't it, calli!!! ;)
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