A love in verse

What Makes Sense

Performed by

Though seasons turn it shan’t be hard

To see those last years out

Must find things different, catch them starred

By wonder and not doubt

The glories of the universe

Are mine, should I desire

To exalt in or to rehearse

A world of joy and fire

And memories of your kiss, your love,

These last are what remains

Of life’s adventures far above

So much my heart disdains

For there is only you, you, you

Though heaven itself presents

You are the wonder, the most true,

Life at its most intense-

Finally, what makes sense


Keep Calling Me

Loveliest, nowhere looking your age

Caressingly calling me a cunt – oh, my dear

The happiest of lovers, glad I’m not queer...

School for Scandal

All week I’ve worn this wig and dress

And watched the camp convoy of scandal pass

And asked...