PREACE Ahh dearest friend what doth lust decree whenst we desire some She whenst we breathe hot andst our flesh doth seem to bleede whenst we see She whenst we But like whenst we lust what we see we cannot see dearest friend our liberty we hast lost whenst our sight upon some She hast been our lot we Ohh dearest friends whenst we find our sight She hast got andst conquered us to ride upon our flesh with tyranny our liberty lost But we a victim of She finds we thenst dearest friend blame nature for her wit for we canst dwell inst heaven or hell for nature laughs for she doth give not a shit

Title Shakti




Author Dean, Colin Leslie
Published Gamahucher Press, West Geelong, Vic, 2024
Pages 20
Subject poetry
ISBN 9781876347619


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