You Never Know

Surprises of the suspicion now airs, And winds upon the shore of mortality. Applause! Lest the stone swept alone, Lest the visions explore intentions. You never know, a correction may criticize, The critics of credentials! Respire foaming seeds of time,…

May I Not Know?

“I have learned loving less-loved not with lusty eyes but with a flawless feeling strong enough to make ’em forget the brutal world. You may call me a lady who knows not satan. but still, still darling! May I please…