The cat’s cradle


from the ABC set The kismet fate of serendipity

Hold it as a child—could
Only the melting snow,
Love is a living hope
Hope a living hell.

Love is a dew lit web
Strung across our hearts
In love alone do we worship?
In death are we then loved?

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Comments

shoe | December 7, 2009 - 17:20

sad and beautiful,:-)