Graphic as a Star (RSD2021 Drop 1)

trust in the unexpected
how happy is the little stone
she sweeps with many-colored brooms
ah, teneriffe!
who is the east?
they called me to the window
this - is the land - the sunset washes
like mighty foot lights - burned the red
exultation is the going
in falling timbers buried
with thee in the desert
i see thee better - in the dark
your thoughts don't have words every day
my life had stood - a loaded gun.
eden is that old-fashioned house
beauty crowds me till i die
i could bring you jewels - had i a mind to
wild nights - wild nights!
only a shrine, but mine
tho' my destiny be fustian
what shall i do - it whimpers so
heart! we will forget him!
strong draughts of their refreshing minds
tell as a marksman - were forgotten
the spider holds a silver ball
whoever disenchants
touch lightly nature's sweet guitar