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How delightful, ye of gentle burdens,
Come floating round mine head,
Thy gentle touch hath sweetened,
My soft lullaby, that to thee I hath made,
A wondrous vision of white filled fury,
Of dancing in the moonlit night,
With passion and glory,
But oh, to thee, mine sweet rose,
I do raise mine pleas of mercy,
Upon this foolish soul, who hath lost its way,
So, please, ye of gentle burdens,
Delightful in thy courting,
Direct me the path, which thou hast shown.
- by Mutandanstan |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 12/31/2008 |
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Comments (7 Comments)
- Mutandanstan - 08/30/2009
- I love sugar cubes^^
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- WereSquishy - 08/29/2009
- With one of those unnessary butter cubes.
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- Mutandanstan - 08/25/2009
- Cinnamon toast?
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- WereSquishy - 08/07/2009
- mmm, me likems, like french toast!
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- Mutandanstan - 07/15/2009
- you do butter me up quite a bit
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- WereSquishy - 07/01/2009
- You weave these words unconsciously from the whim of your breath, it is simply wonderful music that you pour into my ears.
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- Mutandanstan - 06/30/2009
- *nuzzles* thanks^^
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