Speak plain to me,
speak plain to me,
lay plain plans with me
in the gardens.
Everything that rises
to our lips must be concealed.
Enemy eyes rest upon us.
Too soon have our
outer defenses crumbled.
The guildhalls are taken.
The first towers have fallen.
So lay with me in the gardens
and lay plans with me
while you can.
(This was a quick response to an email from EpicHaiku. Thanks, N!)
Posted by nickles at March 31, 2005 10:06 AM