Quatrain of Shame On Me
Shame
Shame on me for feeling
shame on you,
you ran right
over
me,
It was the love in your
eyes, the bending
gaze, I
bent my
knee.
But without lasting favor,
it quietly disappeared
and lost
its
grip,
I was shamed on; it will
always stay with
me, it was
a short
courtship.
Yorktown Disciple
Shame
Shame on me for feeling
shame on you,
you ran right
over
me,
It was the love in your
eyes, the bending
gaze, I
bent my
knee.
But without lasting favor,
it quietly disappeared
and lost
its
grip,
I was shamed on; it will
always stay with
me, it was
a short
courtship.
Yorktown Disciple
Order # 10824
Without
lasting
flavor
lasting
flavor
Yorktown Disciple
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