Vingt-Quatrième
And their feet move
Rhythmically, as tender
feet of Cretan girls
Danced once around
An altar of love,
Crushing a circle
In the soft flowering grass.
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And their feet move
Rhythmically, as tender
feet of Cretan girls
Danced once around
An altar of love,
Crushing a circle
In the soft flowering grass.
Bạn đang đọc truyện trên: AzTruyen.Top