Desires
DESIRES I saw a lady; Far from my stance, At an enormous distance; Gazing at the stretched blue sheet. She was a lady for sure, A thing of beauty, A creation with a stroke of liberty, I walked forth, closer to her. I came near, she looked pale, Maybe, thought I, had a dreaded fall; Life, maybe brutal, But provides a cause to cheer. Her paleness drew me even nearer, I ought to know the reason; I got a stare closer, No, she was not my imagination. She was grey, too pale; Neither a sign of humanity; Nor a scene of serenity, Distressed, dull, there lied the stones. Statue, she was, Lifeless, emotionless, And of course...