The Lady By, As Known
The wind hell-thy lone dwell,
Raid lost villain and grit rivals’ heart,
Tries are it, of hurt you! . . .
More, you known by where stay
Out of the site
You known —also where
By giver captive
Of entirely your soul to has a leash
In mount salve thy prisoner
Heart, and bliss —me
The site of you stays
Reek. Grin, am at your curettes!
Copyright © Ciro Toledo | Year Posted 2008
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