Poems about charm
Since The Sole Ear I Could Make A
a stranger he must be
if god could make a visit
would never be believed
without design that i could trace
since the sole ear i cared to charm
to wear that perfect pearl
to justify the dream
its little fate to stipulate
Pain Is Not Be Haunted
to perish of delight
haply your summer night to charm
and pain is missed in praise
the dying but a syllable
one need not be a chamber to be haunted
their going is not
just his face nothing more!
why make it doubt it hurts it so
that would not let the will