In the middle of the silent night

In the middle of the night All silent and still My hand flounders And my emotion sought you But you were not there In the space beside The bed like a desert stretches And stillness without your breath In the middle of the night When my body searched for you To caress and hold it [...]

Admiration

Oh! no. frail man that I am… beholding your beautiful form into trepidation did fall; wishing that I, poor in character as I appear, may, in favour be unto ye to have, even though possible it would be not, an everlasting and unrestricted ownership of thy body, that in imagination I have laid eyes on. [...]