Sunday, March 27, 2016

Sonnet for Alice II

to slaughter this lamb
by woman's hand
none gladder I am
than be the man

to be so damned
as love does stand
I utter not a hem
let the dagger land

the tongue out
thy kiss does blow
my heart devout
the neck below
on thou holy shroud
i thus bestow

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