Sepulcher - Lapel Pin

Sepulcher - Lapel PinWhen I am dead, my dearest, Sing no sad songs for me; Plant thou no roses at my head, Nor shady cypress tree: Be the green grass above me With showers and dewdrops wet; And if thou wilt, remember, And if thou wilt, forget. I shall not see the shadows, I shall not feel the rain; I shall not hear the nightingale Sing on, as if in pain: And dreaming through the twilight That doth not rise nor set, Haply I may remember, And haply may forget. Christina G.

Feel the allure of those seductive hands

Not for use with effervescent mixers

and drift away

Every word he uttered dripped with venom

a creature materialized

the same direction we all go

their cold light a silent witness to the passing hours

But when the night's mirth comes to its close

its seductive guise

But when wallets grow thin and the evening unwinds

The clock breathes shallow

by love's touch they are blessed