Seminal Lines
by dollydelightly
The roses were so red
And the ivy was so black.
Dear, at a turn of your head
My despair flooded back.
The sky was too blue, and too tender,
The sea too green, air lacked force.
I always fear – it must be remembered,
Some atrocious act of yours.
I’m tired of holly with varnished leaves
And shivering boxwood too,
And the countryside’s infinity
All things, alas, but you!
Spleen – Paul Verlaine