"See, Mignonne, hath not the Rose, That this morning did unclose..." | |
"Your slightest look Easily will unclose me Though I have closed myself As fingers You open always Petal by petal myself | |
- Then unclose it. | |
"See, Mignonne, hath not the Rose, That this morning did unclose..." | |
"Your slightest look Easily will unclose me Though I have closed myself As fingers You open always Petal by petal myself | |
- Then unclose it. | |
'Only your eyes are unclosed to see the black and folded town, fast and slow, asleep.' | |
At length, with a wild desperation at heart... I quickly unclosed my eyes. | |
Their petals delicately unclosed and my heart blossomed again | |
She has just come in and is closing and unclosing her hands, like an angry cat sharpening its claws. | |
'Only your eyes are unclosed to see the black and folded town, fast and slow, asleep.' | |
At length, with a wild desperation at heart... I quickly unclosed my eyes. | |
Their petals delicately unclosed and my heart blossomed again | |
She has just come in and is closing and unclosing her hands, like an angry cat sharpening its claws. | |