A collection of poems and short stories, from a long time ago and from today. Some are light hearted, others are more serious, some are simply extracts from larger pieces of ficiton I am writing.
Tuesday 29 July 2014
Spent Whilst Canoodling.
Matchless
Hatchless
How can you
Go bury the hatchet
Catch it
Match it
Hold it
I can't compare you
To a
Summer's day
M'dear
Love it a tangled web of
Lust and truth and
My darling dear
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