LACHRYMOSE LOUISA
Lachrymose Louisa through her languid lucite tears
Lachrymose Louisa through her languid lucite tears
Mourns
lovers lost a thousand times,
So
fragile in her fears.
Once
upon an evening she requited some dark deed.
Such
recompense as makes hearts dense
Was
crafted from foul seed.
Tailors
sewed her moony gown in layers of fine lace
Sartorial
skill, so coveted still,
In
foam concealed her face.
Mystic
maiden, comtemplating, drifted from her court.
Love
once hidden did as bidden,
With
this false consort.
Naughty
one, Louisa dear, to play such puckish tricks;
Seas
of fishes—all you wishes—
Now
you take your pick.
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