My heart is lost, I lost it to
Madame de la lumiére lune,
She stole it ‘neath of yonder Yew,
My heart is lost, I lost it to
The Lady and to bone and thew
I pray that She returns here soon,
My heart is lost, I lost it to
Madame de la lumiére lune.
About the Creator
Coeurdelion
Amateur scribbler of words.
A little Form Poetry, a little Prosody, a smattering of freeverse, a whole mountain of emotion.
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