. and the sunlight clasps the earth

. and the moonwinds kiss the sea

, what were these kisses worth if they not kissed me – by Philipp for Shelley / I. L.

(there is a word mistaken here but I will leave it as it suits me more)

Percy Bysshe Shelley 1792-1822

-History is a cyclic poem written by time upon the memories of man.-


~ by Goezde on 2017/12/15 Friday.