Wherefore shalt I gaze upon a mannikin and covet the sheen that doth draw flies?
I Am and Sophia art my heart|Poetry, my mind. Shineth they not but their light doth permeate All
Wherefore shalt I gaze upon a mannikin and covet the sheen that doth draw flies?
I Am and Sophia art my heart|Poetry, my mind. Shineth they not but their light doth permeate All