Wednesday, January 5, 2011
Shoulder of Earth
Come, come, come to me
You fair and sweet lady
Your lips is pure honey
Extracted by the bumble bee.
Come , come, come to me
You graceful and kind lady.
Your beauty is like the blue sea.
Lap of my tranquility.
Come, come, come to me!
My sweet and true honey.
In shoulder of Earth you birth
The house of my only mirth.
Come, come, come to me
My only love is thee
Wipe my thousand agony
Kiss my dry lips in glee.
In shoulder of Earth
Your love give birth.
Which in my lonely heart a mirth
A thread in the strong life-girth.
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