rebeka @lararbecca · 17 de fev. de 2025

Poema em Ingles

Yonder repose the waltz eventide Whither footfalls shrivelled one day, Whither paramours disjoined away And the kismet forevermore collided The old musk mellifluous of thy neck brimming kisses, stand Scurrying shrouded on the woodland And my craving remain hither to die The grove longs for my muse Since the pasturage viridescent Began to leaden gray descends Therefore the orchard felt bruised Lara Rebeca A.