07-26-2014, 04:27 AM
Flutter, flutter, you are the utter
romance of the breath.
A fibrillation of intent upon your object,
heaven sent:
beauty in its pure incantation.
Flutter, flutter,
a trembled breath...
the fern feathered eyelashes' fluttered moment went.
An image in the mind
carried through a river in the eyes
waxed wild and wide enough
for shooting sparks to fly inside..
The hostage is entrained:
“(She is beauty and divine,
what is chief is she be mine.)”
Do angels chortle (but jealously)
when imbibing what they see?
Or admonish clumsily:
Don't you know that,
beauty's breast heaves up
as heaven's trend,
but then falls down
as earth's revenge?
Flutter, flutter, you are the
sodden longings of the heart.
What reigns instead behind a queen's
departure.
Though time betrays all but the memory
of the once fresh and young.
Beauty will cause this flutter to flutter by, and by
the newly aching heart.
romance of the breath.
A fibrillation of intent upon your object,
heaven sent:
beauty in its pure incantation.
Flutter, flutter,
a trembled breath...
the fern feathered eyelashes' fluttered moment went.
An image in the mind
carried through a river in the eyes
waxed wild and wide enough
for shooting sparks to fly inside..
The hostage is entrained:
“(She is beauty and divine,
what is chief is she be mine.)”
Do angels chortle (but jealously)
when imbibing what they see?
Or admonish clumsily:
Don't you know that,
beauty's breast heaves up
as heaven's trend,
but then falls down
as earth's revenge?
Flutter, flutter, you are the
sodden longings of the heart.
What reigns instead behind a queen's
departure.
Though time betrays all but the memory
of the once fresh and young.
Beauty will cause this flutter to flutter by, and by
the newly aching heart.