i dare not revel in the sun
with its inconstant beauty
fickle in its presence
yet still demanding worship
like the first flush of love
which fades to soft admiration
6.14.17
i dare not revel in the sun
with its inconstant beauty
fickle in its presence
yet still demanding worship
like the first flush of love
which fades to soft admiration
6.14.17
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