3.09.2012

undisclosed locations

 
So if you
     are there, when i.
I shall give you such a reply,

I would it rather
    be
        wet in the rain,
    lovingly merry
 and,
    no less profane..

what they say, 
shall
       do us good stead,
  outside your castle,
instead of your bed..

wizzlefished

So wonder,
  wanderful Jane...
let my love..
go unclaimed..
  live by letter,
wit and pen..
let yon man..
 lose his friend..
  loneliness-
   wizzle-ment gone..
search thyself,
thy will have done..

i was spared, 
you're complete.
all we were, 
indiscreet...

all the love, 
nothing less.
than some place,
we don't confess.

drop the bomb,
battered blue.
untie the knot,
spare no clue.

wizzled this,
stormy too.
still confessed
torment due.

wonder how,
our pens became swords.
[i took the s, you kept your word]