‘In unison, the harp’s tugged once’
Tag: love
Love is Fickle
‘Love is fickle, a little trickle, down my neck’
Thirty Days too Far
‘When I cling to the sheets that smell like your sleeves…’
To the One I called, my Friend
“Et tu Brute? I want to scream… At the lips that plotted with me while conquering what’s mine”
Lady Inkwell 