✡ Under her dark veil,⚱
l she wrung her hands.💉
⚛ “Why are you so pale today?” 🧹
“Because I made him drink of stinging grief 🧷
Until he got drunk on it.🔗
How can I forget? 🗝
He staggered out,✒🗝
His mouth twisted in agony. ✝
I ran down not touching the canister ✡
And caught up with him at the gate. ☪
I cried: ‘A joke! ☯
That’s all it was.☸
If you leave, ☦
I’ll die.’ ⚛
He smiled calmly and grimly ✝
And told me:☮
🔗 ‘Don’t stand here in the wind.’ ”
I’ll belt you with a whip ☯
My turtle dove ☪
🧹☸Come 👁️🗨️
Here ☪
See ☪
My lustrous red lips 🗝
Come……. Mad Hatters party 🎈
If you dare ✡☪☯☸
@bestofnatureblog
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