nature is a prudish lover
and will not give secrets first
you must learn to win
them honestly
or not at all,
i’m afraid
for without you may
well kiss the wind
but the wind
will not
kiss you,
back.
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nature is a prudish lover
and will not give secrets first
you must learn to win
them honestly
or not at all,
i’m afraid
for without you may
well kiss the wind
but the wind
will not
kiss you,
back.
Sounds like the bard’s song to introduce an epic. Can the Sieve commission you to write it in daily installments?