(no subject)
Filling hand with yours
Seeing sand upon the shores
Brings me delight
Life lived alone wakens me
Wake, I spend my days
Seeing you lovely
simply makes sweeter taste
the fruits of gladness
marking my days that we miss
Her I lay asleep
Waking only lengthens days
He simply sitting
Simplicity I long left
Hearing you speaking
You voice my only joy
Lonely life, sad night
Waking to add happy days
this is my newest work in progess, an ode is what I fancy it.
my joy and my vice amalgate into one verse, I have good feelings boding this work
Seeing sand upon the shores
Brings me delight
Life lived alone wakens me
Wake, I spend my days
Seeing you lovely
simply makes sweeter taste
the fruits of gladness
marking my days that we miss
Her I lay asleep
Waking only lengthens days
He simply sitting
Simplicity I long left
Hearing you speaking
You voice my only joy
Lonely life, sad night
Waking to add happy days
this is my newest work in progess, an ode is what I fancy it.
my joy and my vice amalgate into one verse, I have good feelings boding this work