Sunday, July 19, 2015

owed to sleeping beauty



Try as they might have
To fill the space
They were like the hole in Henry’s bucket
And the water needed
To mend it

Meyou
Miou
Me

Fluid as rivers and rain
A stream of suitors
Fell down got up and tried
And tried again

Filou
Fille ou
Fée

Rose in briar
Sans merci
Si belle si belle
Mais oubliée

Mais oui

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