#AmericanWriters
and what were roses. Perfume?for… forget…or mere Music mounting unsu… twilight but here were somethin… childish,more beautiful almost tha…
as freedom is a breakfastfood or truth can live with right and w… or molehills are from mountains ma… —long enough and just so long will being pay the rent of seem
who’s most afraid of death?thou … utterly afraid,i love of thee (beloved)this and truly i would…
hist whist little ghostthings tip—toe twinkle—toe little twitchy
hush) noones are coming out in the gloam ing together are
Where’s Madge then, Madge and her men? buried with Alice in her hair, (but if you ask the rain
of evident invisibles exquisite the hovering at the dark portals of hurt girl eyes sincere with wonder
it may not always be so; and i say that if your lips,which i have lov… another’s,and your dear strong fin… his heart,as mine in time not far… if on another’s face your sweet ha…
the moon is hiding in her hair. The lily of heaven
may i feel said he (i’ll squeal said she just once said he) it’s fun said she (may i touch said he
perhaps it is to feel strike the silver fish of her nakedness with fins sharply pleasant,my youth has travelled toward her the… or to snare the timid like
i carry your heart with me(i carry… my heart)i am never without it(any… i go you go, my dear;and whatever… by only me is your doing, my darli… i fear
in the rain- darkness, the sunset being sheathed i sit and think of you the holy
I have seen her a stealthily frail flower walking with its fellows in… of light,against whose enormous cu… exactly cubes of tiny fragrance tr… i have watched certain petals rapi…
a wind has blown the rain away and… the sky away and all the leaves aw… and the trees stand. I think i to… autumn too long (and what have y…