MY MUSES by Luis Dato

I think sometimes of flowers once perfuming, The scarlet alleys of my yester-years, And then again, an aureate form assuming, Their memory brings a memory of tears.
MY MUSES by Luis Dato

I think sometimes of flowers once perfuming,
The scarlet alleys of my yester-years,
And then again, an aureate form assuming,
Their memory brings a memory of tears.

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