• Dont Know The Title Yet

    Can it be of all sweetest things that
    the only thing I wish to do is please.
    Ever mourning the loss of love,
    but be it not true that love at first sight hath not been to woo.... more »

  • Poem Of Un-Reality

    Ripe and eversoft as angel wings,
    and the joy of juvenile, devilish things.
    Mindful yet over bound for humiliation,
    without any thought of gory mutilation.... more »