Of plays, enacted in our bedchamber;
Of romantic ardours, sending shock waves
All through the senses, springing sensations;
Soul stirring, bewitching…
Tag Archives | Nature
Game of the heart
Every man is an ocean, ever on the lookout in debris
For lost treasures and possessions withered from his heart
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