Submit Your Poems
Get Your Premium Membership




Appeal

Written by: Edith Nesbit | Biography
 Daphnis dearest, wherefore weave me
Webs of lies lest truth should grieve me?
I could pardon much, believe me:
Dower me, Daphnis, or bereave me,
Kiss me, kill me, love me, leave me,-
Damn me, dear, but don't deceive me!


Comment below this ad.

Comments