Siphon
A firefly in an ox eye's petal
tread those October chestnuts
A siphon of a lie within a parchment
Lovers touch on the realm
Golden cup poureth
Assure broken schemes
A way to love
A way to give
The rain falls low
but the wind rides high
Copyright © Antony Glaser | Year Posted 2023
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