gothic song

Fair wife,
I love your tears!
It is the dew which
is becoming for flowers.

Beautiful things
have only one Spring,
let us sow the footprints
of Time with roses!

Whether brunette or blonde,
must we choose?
The God of the world
is Pleasure.

Gérard de Nerval

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But time meanwhile is flying, flying beyond recall, while we,
charmed with love of our theme,
linger around each detail…

Virgil

on herself

Will you sleep forever?
There was a time, Korinna,
when you were not a loafer.

Korinna

heart

The color of the flowers faded,
While meaninglessly
I spent my days in the world
And the long rains were falling.

This night of no moon
There is no way to meet him.
I rise in longing –
My breast pounds, a leaping flame,
My heart is consumed in fire.

Ono no Komachi