literature

My love reveals objects silken butterflies concealed in his fingers his words splash me with stars night shines like lightning under th...

Poor old lady, she swallowed a fly. I don’t know why she swallowed a fly. Poor old lady, I think she’ll die. Poor old lady, she sw...

Contemptuous of his home beyond The village and the village pond, A large-souled Frog who spurned each byeway, Hopped along the impe...

An envelope arrives unannounced from overseas containing stark white sheets,

When April bends above me And finds me fast asleep, Dust need not keep the secret A live heart died to keep.

So, we’ll go no more a-roving So late into the night, Though the heart be still as loving, And the moon be still as bright.

Pretty women wonder where my secret lies. I'm not cute or built to suit a fashion model's size But when I start to tell them, They t...

Sunset and evening star, And one clear call for me! And may there be no moaning of the bar, When I put out to sea,

How do we come to be here next to each other in the night Where are the stars that show us to our love inevitable Outside the leaves flame u...

My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun;  Coral is far more red than her lips' red;  If snow be white, why then her breasts...