I have wrapped my dreams in a silken cloth
and laid them away in a box of gold
where long will cling the lips of the moth
I have wrapped my dreams in a silken cloth
I hide no hate, I am not even wroth
who found the earth's breath so keen and cold
I have wrapped my dreams in a silken cloth
and laid them away in a box of gold
- Countee c**len
and laid them away in a box of gold
where long will cling the lips of the moth
I have wrapped my dreams in a silken cloth
I hide no hate, I am not even wroth
who found the earth's breath so keen and cold
I have wrapped my dreams in a silken cloth
and laid them away in a box of gold
- Countee c**len