Fingers
run thro’ nerves
To
know of love in thy pulse
Pyramus,
they chant in full
Come
and talk on thy side
Thro’
a crevice in the wall
Stumbling
blocks on the way warn:
Not
to grumble and crawl
Love
doth have the wonder
To
chisel and throw with one go
Verbal
volleys ‘re flown everywhere –
Teach
thy ears not to bend,
What
a crime, they see, in exchanging eyes?
Uf!
How a dispute is playing havoc!
Finding
fault with the locked souls
Hark!
How they turn red-faced
Hearing
us talk this way,
Meet
and greet by a Mulberry tree
Before
the sunset and the Moonrise,
Near
the tomb of king Ninus
Outside
the city gates, where
Thou
start thy journey thro’
The
streets of Babylon
Heavily-veiled
to escape the hands
For
learning and exploring more on life.
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