How Should I Spake To Thee?
Shall my words be sweet and creamy?
Full of rainbows and sweet nothings?
Then you said, I'm fresh and dreamy,
Wishful words not worth some farthings;
Shall my words be sad and gloomy?
As a sage, so wrinkled of moods?
Or of doom and dead leaves dreary,
So much like Autumn in the woods;
Or will I spake sweetly while sad,
Like some poems for old Time that ran,
Or of truth, either good or bad,
Or of birth, when dire pain began;
Or my words presently would ring,
Not of Past, Time may have forgot,
Nor of morn, that chances might bring,
But of just ourselves, that we got.
poem by Reyvrex Questor Reyes
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