Dearer Reads,
Many balls 'pon the page
in spheric splendor they dance with my words.
Thirteen hundred tremulous slips into my trou but once
but once a day
a day
is all.
Once a glance an ounce but once--
is all
is all I need.
Many balls 'pon the page
in spheric splendor they dance with my words.
Thirteen hundred tremulous slips into my trou but once
but once a day
a day
is all.
Once a glance an ounce but once--
is all
is all I need.
