October 8th, 2010

wit

pierrot loves his music













pierrot stands in the garden
     beneath a waning moon,
and on his lute he fashions
     a fragile silver tune.
pierrot plays in the garden,
     he thinks he plays for me,
but i am quite forgotten
     under the cherry tree.
pierrot plays in the garden,
     and all the roses know
that pierrot loves his music, --
     but i love pierrot.





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