Mi Ehrenmann Amante

Sat, 03/14/2015 - 02:16 -- Rendle

Fire is my force

I am in beautiful


Darling, my whole heart loves you


Garden flowers die

But not those who lie sacred

In the pages of a book

Believe for me


Fair mortal speech

Infernal tongue of


The paper stays me like ice


Against hope

You may be my

Autumn crocus

Perverse perfected


Of my cards

I cannot choose

Dulce gentil

Mi Ehrenmann Amante

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