Light Thoughts In Easy Words
I chained my love within my heart
To daunt him with the gloom
And when he’s spent for nourishment
Why, it will be his tomb.
I furled a smile maliciously
As red and cruel as blood
When that I saw to tatters tore
This banner where I stood.
Oh, cuses on young women whose
Lips assume their task–
Interpreter for humor their
Eyes in noting mask.
So once again reprieve was shown
To the dreadful prisoner
And it was known mercy was shown
Only because of her.
My love with a feathered cap stood there
With scorn light on his face
“–If I should mind being confined
How do you think this place
“–Should blunt my gaze and bound my step
Here in this cell you own?
–Before you still my waking will
I’ll break these red walls down!”