(2013)
The land is scorched, it lays bare… Now become a blood red dust. It’s blown by wind, everywhere. A strength corroded, turned to rus… Where once was love, now is hate.
To thee, this prose, in rhythmic c… of a love’s imagining. A rose most rare, without compare… your beauty, doth angels sing. I loved thee from the start, you o…
Watchman sang out, 3 bells and all… On open seas, calm, in the dead of… Tis when we encountered the ghost… Fog shrouded horror, bathed in blo… .
A mist shrouded field, weaved on n… Serene, dancing flowers, a lover’s… A bride expectant, in her wedding… Opened arms wide, to embrace her g… Row upon row, young men of whom,
Of all beauty, that there be. Willed by man or diety. There is nought of what I see. That is as lovely as thee. Pleasure given generously,
As a dawn rose, frosted, yearns it’s kiss from the sun. I await thy lips sweet embrace, a spring breeze, to come.
I am one day short of eighty. Acting young and sprightly. Feeling randy lately. Taking viagra nightly. .