Adelz

Dramatic Poetry Re: Spring Love
The tick tock of the clock teases me My hands tremble quake nothing eases me Sweat forms streams in the lines of my hands My throat croaks dry as dessert ...
Sep 26, 2011

One by one they went / And, though each laughed as he returned to earth / Their souls were in their eyes.
— Alfred Noyes (Watchers of the Sky)