He said that no one could with me compare..., by Rupert Moreton He said that no one could with me compare. /
I was not woman of this world’s creation, /
I was consoling sun’s weak winter glare /
And savage so...
There’s none equal to me — he used to cite..., by Yevgeny Bonver There’s none equal to me — he used to cite. /
For him, I’m not a woman of the real, /
But winter sun’s always relieving light, /
And a wild song...