13 maio 2009

(unleashed by girltripped)

"Fear is a cushion for the feet of love.
Painted with colours for his ease-taking;
Sweet red, and white with wasted blood, and blue
Most flower-like, and the summer-spoused green
And sea-betrothed soft purple and burnt black.
All coloured forms of fear, omen and change,
Sick prophecy and rumours lame and heel,
Anticipations and astrologies,
Perilous inscription and recorded note.
All these are covered in the skirt of love
And when he shakes it these are tumbled forth,

Beaten and blown i' the dusty face of the air."

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