The life of curtain
Dangling aloft lot in air
well-tended for a while ,
On onus for thy secrecy
no requite might be vile.
Pleasure the gust I enjoy
for finite seems my delight ,
Obscure beyond my...
well-tended for a while ,
On onus for thy secrecy
no requite might be vile.
Pleasure the gust I enjoy
for finite seems my delight ,
Obscure beyond my...