It’s sharp, it’s piercing, it’s punishing; The cruel winter wind My soul shivers as it whips! I sit wrapped up within the layers of the furry blanket Sipping slowly from the glass of rum Seeking warmth But nothing helps! The only fire that would work Is the touch Of your skin, The only drink that… Continue reading THE WINTER WIND


I give you my words, much I may not know Maiden with fairest mind and ample thought To disprove the new love found in Lili’s court Suckled hearts are left with dregs where buds grow A landscape of tamed roses grow slow Even in summer and solstice draught: Moulded to preen an arrogant cut Miles… Continue reading SONNET OF LOVE