4th anniversary poem, April 25, 2016
How miserable the prophets that foresee their own doom, prognosticating lives bereft of Aphrodite’s soothing embrace.
3rd anniversary poem, April 25, 2015
Heaven photos of love’s glory past
A parting of ways, soul’s agonal rend
Radiant smolder, mind-pyre prayer
2nd anniversary Poem, April 25, 2014
A damaged heart has no better friend
Than a lover whose smiles doth ever mend.
Her small lips a salve and neat fingers her balm,