I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead I lift my lids and all is born again the stars go waltzing out in blue and red I think I made you up inside my head I dreamed that you bewitched me into bed and sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead I think I made you up inside my head I fancied youd return the way you said but I grow old and I forget your name I should have loved a thunderbird instead at least when spring comes they roar back again I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead I think I made you up inside my head Sylvia Plath (1932 - 1963)
Posted on: Mon, 12 Jan 2015 07:36:59 +0000
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