The park is filled
With night and fog
The veils are drawn
About the world
The drowsy lights, along the paths
All are dim and all are pearled
It's not enough, to be
Here this beauty, over me
My throat should ache with pian, and I
Should kneel in joy beneath the sky
Why am I, crying this love
Your peace, your angel
So far above.
You for whom, this beauty burns
Like inscence in a million urns
One shade the more, one ray the less
I'm half impared, this nameless space
That waves in every ravens tress
Serene the light, upon your face
Cant keep going, I'll finish some other time...
Please tell me what you think
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this name of your is not correct this si quite well and i would love to read the finished product if there gonna be one
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