22 June 2012

Love's regale, Of a terrible tale, Told only with a kiss.

Love's labours lost, Then found again, A story not to miss.

That last dear play, Of Shakespeare's work, Lost down a drain or not.

A writer, author, Wordsmith true, Never to be forgot'.

A kiss, so sweet, Upon your lips, Lean into your embrace.

A vision, Love, A dream, my dear, Your soul-sweet, lovely face.

HeatherAnneLove's Regale. • Opuss № I