Poems from will_apteryx
AZRAEL! Come for me,
I feel the crowds encore
Is emerging closer onto me;
The Seraphims see no more ---
Thier eyes were thrown away at...
It was at one night...My Saviour appear
upon to me. I can't say, can't say from where
He appears out of --- of margin or ocean blue,
I can...
'Tis a Lethean shore
Written upon a writhing worm ---
A half-winged bedight seraph of yore
Coos, in a butterfly's term,
Amidst a...