Für Lily (For Lily)
1 min readMay 29, 2020
’tis my heart desires
charms and wits out of her rosy lips
’tis my heart desires
the porcelain-like heiress
O,
’tis my heart she lusts
and every pain that bursts
into stardusts
O,
’tis my heart she lusts
thus our souls shall become one at last
Dear Lily,
please let this head rest
against thee chest
Dear Lily,
’tis thy love I caress.
-May, 2020