Oh muse
Benign with all the hallows if this life
Sing to me it's deep Iliads
Drench me in it's angst and dolour
It's blithe and bliss
Let the voices of the sirens
Allure me with their honey suckled voices
Cajole me with my deepest desires
Envelope me n my own vanity, drown me in my own glut
Let me, for a moment, least
Least i bid my leave from this life
Without that song, from they, the sirens
Cede onto me my ardour
That the throes of Hades may take me in peace
Oh muse, sing to me
That song to carry me on
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Memoirs of Love
RomantikThese are poems written about the way people in love react to each other, encasing themselves in the purest of journeys.
