Crown me with roses

Crown me with roses,
Crown me in truth
     With roses —
Roses that wither
On a brow that withers
     So soon!
Crown me with roses
And fleeting leaves.
     That’s all.

ZENITH, Richard (2019)

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To be great, be whole: don’t exaggerate

I love the roses of Adonis’s gardens

Come sit with me, Lydia, next to the river

Follow your destiny

Countless lives inhabit us

Crown me with roses

To nothing can your hands, now things, appeal

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