By: Ardis E. Parshall - July 25, 2013 Too Frail a Lute By Eva Willes Wangsgaard If I could have you in my arms again,I’d have no need of sun or moon or stars.Such common lights are meant for lesser men,And you and I would walk the luminous barsOf everlasting morning. Should I wakeTo feel again your shoulder firm and strongAgainst my cheek, my heart would all but break –Too frail a lute to bear so grand a songIf I could feel your kiss...
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