Rose Window
Samuel Andreyev
The darkness is high, the brightness is low
And the window is far beyond reach
A turret's no place for meandering lace
It's the crenellation's way
Rising back the red and the black
No matter where roaming is down
I tried to Hide with a capital H
But those ascenders gave me away
I had them removed and then came the end
With the letter after M
Rising black the red and the black
No matter where roaming is down