behind the earth’s long summoning… falls to evening dappled light day’s contingent feats and flounde… bid adieu to wandering light fate’s forebodings yet unknown

How then I found in you a balm to salve a ripp’d-torn heart It was your little ears, your eyes celestial works of art Or was it your affections, kind

In life, in death ere in your debt a beggar shall I be The longer you shall shun my face

this morning I was drafted by your eyes blue as blue can be who are you child spawn of love’s