Music curls
In the stone shells
Of the arches, and rings
Their stone bells.Music lips
Each cold groove
Of parabolas' laced
Warp and woof,
And lingers round nodes
Of the ribbed roofChords open
Their flowers among
The stone flowers; blossom;
Stalkless hang.
In the stone shells
Of the arches, and rings
Their stone bells.Music lips
Each cold groove
Of parabolas' laced
Warp and woof,
And lingers round nodes
Of the ribbed roofChords open
Their flowers among
The stone flowers; blossom;
Stalkless hang.
