Author Information
Epigram From A Dream
The flavor of love is sweet---
like honey, fresh in its comb;
like honey dripped on her stockinged feet
(with praises of her beauty to repeat,
as in this poem).
The flavor of love is sweet---
like honey, fresh in its comb;
like honey dripped on her stockinged feet
(with praises of her beauty to repeat,
as in this poem).
