pleasure me, fruit of temptation
Often, / in the / still of night / when all the world / is calm, / she is surrounded / by a peacefulness, / one / of certainty / and awe. They wade away / the hours / this poet and / her muse, / an…
The scent of the summer herbs
You carefully, drew me a heart / On the misty window / Of my soul / How delicate it was / With its sweet curvy sides And I watched it, as it set / And I embraced it / And never, has it melted / Or …