Light Thoughts In Easy Words

I chained my love within my heart To daunt him with the gloom And when he’s spent for nourishment Why, it will be his tomb.

I furled a smile maliciously As red and cruel as blood When that I saw to tatters tore This banner where I stood.

Oh, cuses on young women whose Lips assume their task– Interpreter for humor their Eyes in noting mask.

So once again reprieve was shown To the dreadful prisoner And it was known mercy was shown Only because of her.

My love with a feathered cap stood there With scorn light on his face “–If I should mind being confined How do you think this place

“–Should blunt my gaze and bound my step Here in this cell you own? –Before you still my waking will I’ll break these red walls down!”