In the gleaming gloaming I did once walk, And on still paths tread until Love, he spoke: What care you give the furrows in your mind, For they carry your woe to bind, entwine. And though I heard I did not care to heed, I chose the caress of the...

I wake to find a piece of paper has slipped from my book. A card from you. I feel the stiff paper bend as I rub it along my lips feeling the coolness it leaves at each pass. Soon it will be worn at my ministrations and we...

On a road gladly met there was a stranger; Brown eyes like mine own. “Where are you going?” A smile returned. My arms move like hers and her knees carry fine white lines like mine. “How did you get those?” Hands trace at the silvered ridges. “Why don’t you answer”? “Because you do...

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