sábado, 8 de outubro de 2016

Henceforth

Farewell O my favorite unfulfilled dream!
If Fortune's a trickster, who else to blame?
Perhaps not a Finis, though it may seem;
'Tis proven things are seldom long the same.
A beautiful tale of embarrassment,
Of awkward oiellades and very few words;
Fit 'tis for a belated embracement
And the several flight of two sad birds.
Pains me the thought of having bred thee ill;
Couldn't be farther from my intention.
It boots none to ask for forgiveness, still;
Let us call it Cupid's own invention.
´Tis set another ground henceforth I'll tread.
Do join me if I'm ne'er out of thy head.