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I just can't do it anymore. Where mountains of lines of scenery fail, bedfulls of amorous lament prevail. And I just cannot go on. Undisclosable passion----I know a thing or two about that, no need to remind me of that fling one longs for for which other people shun. You've never had it; that's a thing or two I know more than you. You make Phaedra want a bull, but what's so terrifying about that? There's no danger she'd pine for it night and day, to share every passing cloud and the moonlit shining bay; she'd never I wonder about their future, how many ' cute little angels they'd raise together m under a roof to call their own. Out of the question is any dream at night s of holding each other by the waist, o foreheads communing, noses kissing, r breath in lieu of souls intermixing---- r for cryin' out loud, she loves a bull! O, y that everything could be just as simple. . -- 英語文工作室 http://www.wretch.cc/blog/jsengstudio/ 個板 defenestrate -- ※ 發信站: 批踢踢實業坊(ptt.cc) ◆ From: 122.124.99.116 ※ 編輯: spacedunce5 來自: 122.124.99.116 (10/12 00:08)
spacedunce5:and i was doing so well at not being sad.... 10/12 00:16
hecati:XDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD *拍拍* 10/12 10:51
spacedunce5:tks, any comments on the poem itself? 10/12 19:43
Actually she loves her stepson Hippolytus . . . . ※ 編輯: spacedunce5 來自: 122.124.103.174 (10/12 22:27)