No depth is like the deepness of your eyes No warmth is like the comfort of your smile Yet sometimes love turns out to be unwise. And joy can change to feelings dark and vile Yet like blue glass your eyes compel my gaze. Your lips invite us to to conjoin with mine. Have I learned so little wisdom in my days? Am I a fool top pass this warning sign? Yet hope is ever rising in the heart. Despair is not to be embraced too soon; and if God wills that our two ways must part I'll face the error and receive my doom. For humans must all give and take of love. So tender like the flutterings of a dove
Day: January 3, 2014
Penance?Oh,my.

Bless me Father,for I have sinned
What did you do my child?
I was hurt by a comment someone made.So I told them.
Seems quite fair to me!
Really,Father?
Any more sins?
Yes,I write rude poems.
Leave some with my housekeeper.i’ must read them
And I ate a biscuit last week,Father.
What had the biscuit ever done to you?Had it bitten you?
No,Father.
There you are.do as you would be done by!
Next please.
But you didn’t give me any penance,Father.
With your temperament you don’t need penance.
Thank God it’s got some advantage then
For blasphemy it’s £10
How much for fornication?
£100.
Yes,please.That will d

