Crowded
Love a million crowded thoughts But useless each to day recall One instant spent from memory Of even one of leaves that fell In wind the love of love the spell Weaved have… Continue reading
Love a million crowded thoughts But useless each to day recall One instant spent from memory Of even one of leaves that fell In wind the love of love the spell Weaved have… Continue reading
My useless love roams over you From another life again In nights sleepless, moonscarred, Scrawled by the blood of pens then I have seen the dawns come crowded In mountain mists and city… Continue reading