APOCALYPSE - I'm wife; I've finished that
I'm wife; I've finished that, / That other state;
I hide myself within my flower,
That wearing on your breast,
You, unsuspecting, wear me too --
And angels know the rest.
I hide myself within my flower,
That, fading from your vase,
You, unsuspecting, feel for me
Almost a loneliness.
I'm wife; I've finished that, / That other state;
There is a word / Which bears a sword
Hope is the thing with feathers / That perches in the soul,
Going to heaven! / I don't know when,