erotic poem

she was a beauty in the days
the darkness steals the forms of all the queens
splendid and terrible your love
those on the top say they know you, earth-they are liars
rose and amber was the sunset on the river
the smell of the rose so false, the thorns so true
tripping up, falling down
sadly speaking
did you ever see an alligator
muffled drum's sad roll has beat