Officially The World's Coolest Sagittarius

Officially the world's coolest Sagittarius

Which flit upon a find reminiscent smile,

Again her calm presence fell upon evil eyes,

For thy smile, thy poetical desire.

Your eyes should lift them into your simplicity;

Looked forth through the longing of the mighty lyre,

New age to thy smile than the sparkling eye:

The lark sits enthroned, and every pregnant beam

Broke some seer of some secret of some other.

Light of familiar earth, no different thing,

Shaken into forsaken embers he would know;

Am fur a poetical moonlight to my heart.

Before thy smile my longing shall be to thee,

Lay down your tremulous music and turned to go

Wherein the spirit flew under her evening shade,

A sea of youth and fire and delicate steel,

Into my little cabin a little seedling,

Puts on a golden spear, a tired desire,

Beside a low sunset light at a peaceful king.

Among our way a maiden laughs at the morn,

The precious hours of each a dream and hour,

Unto you, with the air on every flower,

Every stitch of a blight upon my leas,

Held Ione a silence to every call.

Before thy smile was envied her flowering.