Diane


Diane
She needs no beauty walk at night
No thousand ships launch
Brave Knights so true bring no light
Lambs blood no promise bright
No prize to be won
She lives/loves not as you
She belongs to no one/her life is her life
No gentle good night will she go
Wild wet warm
she sings and laughs
At your……. Tried… old god

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