out of passion
was crafted love
Lil' firecracker, July child-to-be
Another sunny redhead, she hoped in vain
No, for you there were other dreams
For one ruined in love, the old status quo
Offers comfort of a kind tho' cold.
Suffering neglect, your heart is a wreck,
Yet one's vow demands payment of debt.
Will you find that which you seek
Within the ruins of fire grown weak?
Ashes blown from hearth to heart
Choke life's breath, deaden its art.
houses house bodies
bodies house life
life houses souls
Beauty marks are meant for kissing...
This girl's are found in places pleasing:
On her neck, scented and lissome,
On rounded cheek with smile so teasing.
Sweet, warm dark of night
pull me in and hold me tight.
Help me fight this awful scourge
of sleeplessness, and the urge
Defenseless I lay, cuddled up snugly in bed;
I'd done nothing to invite his appearance in my head
Except to drink in the danger of manic eyes
Earlier in the flickering light of his odd-guy guise.
She quietly said, 'Milton... I love you.'
His light heart ballooned to the moon.
She flew out - - 'So shy! ' he thought, but he knew
That wedding bells would clanggg very soon.
Touch of thin silk
the color rose
bed steeped in the
scent of her repose