Jenjin Report post Posted February 17 Cypress, honey myrtle, yew, peace lily, ivy, and black rose. The desire of thy furious embraces Is more than the wisdom of years, On the blossom though blood lie in traces, Though the foliage be sodden with tears. For the lords in whose keeping the door is That opens on all who draw breath Gave the cypress to love, my Dolores, The myrtle to death. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
