Adrianna rules my sovereign heart,
Delighting in my daily desperation.
Rack and ruin are the inspiration
In which she finds a purpose for her art.
Alas! I cannot give her up, for she
Need only smile to make my poor heart dance,
Need only touch my arm to make me prance
About inside, a fool no truth can free.
Copyright by Nicholas Gordon. Free for personal or non-commercial use.
Video and Audio Music: Bittersweet Waltz. By Sir Cubworth. Music free to use at YouTube.
