If money be everything what burden would the mule carry, what scent the wind,
If love was everywhere whose flesh the fangs seek, whose heart the arrow lick;
that diamond bled the digger's hand,
that diamond etched the kohl eyes red,
If that diamond be a trinket,
whose passion it kindle and whose hunger it kill?
Showing posts with label poesy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poesy. Show all posts
Saturday, December 08, 2007
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)