my love is building a building... (xii)-凯发k8官网

my love is building a building
around you, a frail slippery
house, a strong fragile house
(beginning at the singular beginning

of your smile)a skilful uncouth
prison, a precise clumsy
prison(building thatandthis into thus,
around the reckless magic of your mouth)

my love is building a magic, a discrete
tower of magic and(as i guess)

when farmer death(whom fairies hate)shall

crumble the mouth-flower fleet
he'll not my tower,
                   laborious, casual

where the surrounded smile
                          hangs

                               breathless

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