Corvus |
Corvus, he sits still in the air Gliding playfully against the wind Gladly I say would I trade mine arms for thine freeing wings, For far from the doldrums may they carry me above the earth...
Posted by on Wed, 02 Aug 2006 02:25:00 GMT |
Brother |
Im afraid the cold, indeed my friend, Hath taken from you both your limbs. But alas! I must take the others. I shall keep you in mind my brother, And every time I raise my arms in triumph Ill kn...
Posted by on Sun, 16 Jul 2006 23:00:00 GMT |
