GEMINI

How fast the fainted world goes by
When on soft white sheets the mind does lie

When thinking thoughtless tears of unfeeling pain
And time won't hurry the numbing drain.

But voices carry empty bubbles
Whose glistening moves to troubled

Waters, where world move slow and calm
And beds of roses grow deep, and swans'

White leatherwings sway gentle motions,
Eyes smile true and hearts have notions

Which meet their twin and carry sweet
The tunes in humming ears, gladly meet.