My Sisyphus
Why we can never marry...Oh my love My Sisyphus Content to struggle up the crag To feel the ache of limbs Limbs extended in one effort Toward an endless goal Such bliss To stand at attention Wind smoothing the wildness of your hair Having sown your oats righteously so Knowing Down and up you shall go My envy reaches out to you Like the dove you are Returning Having found the twigOh my Sisyphus How can I tell you That I cannot sta...
