With Loneliness
Oh Loneliness my mistress strange as Light
With your dress undone broken button stars
You come to me in the drowning Night you reach
Each moment which we were is yet to be
Solemnity my lover never smiles at me unless
She catches me in bed undressed alone with Loneliness
Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
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Written on 2017-01-10 at 08:47
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