Sunday, March 14, 2010

fare an fine

 Fare n fine to love's riddle. Love needs one word babbling its torrent then swift to abide the punning brook and court. So said the lacecollared fancy one.
 


                  And she laced each dipping her heart's unrelenting pair. O the mountain and O the wind and the water. Clearing there bound by the breeze its cutting chopping breath.

Peacing down gradually its love.


No one knows this secret except you.