Feb 05, 2006 21:02
Lady Gwenith
Why Sister may I ask you weap?
Lady Francesca
I cannot say,
I shant give this ailment away.
Lady Gwenith
I shall keep this to myself,
Dear child, if you must not confine in anybody else.
Give me the chance to know,
For I shall save you to and fro.
Lady Francesca
For I have done a terrible wrong,
Too bright for the weak, too dark for the strong.
For I have caused a shift in the stars,
Venus has collided with Earth and too Mars.
For I am now gay,
With laughter and giggles getting in my way.
Lady Gwenith
A jubilance cannot hold a wrong,
Why do you chastice it strong?
Lady Francesca
My darling sister please spare me the pain,
The strength to speak is difficult to regain.
I cannot sleep, I cannot walk,
It is my heart I refused to stalk,
Still it goes on tormenting me more,
The pain is fair with delightment of a whore.
Lady Gwenith
These indications are not rare,
Let out what you spare.
Lady Francesca
This curse of touch,
The blight of such.
This trickery of gape,
The mind cannot escape.
For those dreadful eyes I thrive,
Without it, I shant survive.
For these are tears of horrid bliss,
I cannot find what to do for this.
For I have caused a scenic sin,
My dear, I have fallen in love with him.