Breasts

To break the fall my memory will serve
To wake the walls with lust remove my blur
And now in ghostly dream the rest is gone
The wows ov our love sweet no longer home

Mistakes I’ve made so many still I groan
Her bravery was everything to know
The wasted shades ov grace we can not own
Ov taste of grave embrace I stay alone

I’ve played the games I’d say they hath no worth
Remaining strange to wave away the birth
I’ll stay and play at home and with the dirt
For stains ov pain’s distain disturb my work

And worth it yes to bless me with undress
I’d serve again relieve my brains with breasts

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