Faded Fantasy (публикации за 23 июня 2018)3 читателя тэги

Drink to me оnly with thine eyes,

And I will pledge with mine;

Or leave a kiss but in the cup

And I’ll not look for wine.

The thirst that from the soul doth rise

Doth ask a drink divine;

But might I of Love’s nectar sup,

I would not change for thine.