memory

Beware, Beware, the Lover’s Snare

"Sonnet #7: In alternating pentameter and tetrameter, and Spencerian rhyme"

Drenched in desire, lovely the hours Flit away, exquisitely sped. An umbral, knightly presence looms – towers Like memory, over the bed. Emblazoned with eros, swallowing dread, Warm hands scurry beneath a skirt. Words of lust bloom brightly as they...

The start

"A story of a beginning. A birth, a new love, a new desire..."

This is all before I was born Into the real secret of soulful existence, The return of innocence, And the eye of the storm of love. This is before healing, And the gift of beauty, And eternity. This is a...