Days Rain Is Done
Day's rain is done
The rainy mist of
Spreads on the sky, leaden apparel wearing,
And through the pine-trees, like a ghost appearing, The moon comes up with hidden light
Day's rain is done
The rainy mist of
Spreads on the sky, leaden apparel wearing,
And through the pine-trees, like a ghost appearing, The moon comes up with hidden light
The sweet juices of your mouthare like castles bathed in honey
I've never had it done so gently before
You have put a circle of castlesaround my penis and you swirl themlike sunlight on the wings of birds
The day is done, and the darkness Falls from the wings of night As a feather wafted downward From an eagle in his flight
I see the lights of the village Gleam through the rain and the mist,
And a feeling of sadness comes o'er me That my ...
Somebody said that it couldn’t be done, But, he with a chuckle
That "maybe it couldn’t," but he would be one Who wouldn’t say so till he’d tried
So he buckled right in with the trace of a grin On his face
If he worried he ...
If the day is done, if birds sing no more, if the wind has flagged tired, then draw the veil of darkness thick upon me, even as thou hast wrapt the earth with the coverlet of sleep and tenderly closed the petals of the drooping lotus at dusk
...
Ow al is done; bring home the bride againe,bring home the triumph of our victory,
Bring home with you the glory of her gaine,
With ioyance bring her and with iollity
Neuer had man more ioyfull day then this,