The Greedy Muse
My soul this hour has drawn your soul
forever nearer yet.
Let me draw near, ‘twill soothe to view
His dark eyes dimmed with holy dew;
Remorse even now may wake within
And half unchain his soul from sin.
talk to me
my nerd blog
. A minor form of despair, disguised as a virtue. "
" But a mermaid has no tears, and therefore she suffers so much more. "
" Give me my Romeo; and, when he shall die,
take him and cut him out in little stars,
And he will make the face of heaven so fine
That all the world will be in love with night "