Two lovers from households both alike in dignity, can art not intertwine? Were the sonnets not dedicated to a man? Is chaotic the nature of that shock. I stand before you, guilty of a weak charge, babbling in a constant repetitive motion. Shakespeare, you must be ashamed. 9/3/10
Tag Archives: Shakespearean
Saint’s and the Gold Ink
Saints bargain night on valor shoots for the secure voyeur. Very interesting, rid the plan for fault and imagination. Plain view in relevance. Romance, romance, I please do beg of romance. Of burden chapter past of social Continue reading “Saint’s and the Gold Ink”
Smile, and Still Thine Own
Still you be at rest, in this moment and to thine own. Still be thy spirit, Still be thy feet. It is time to not be at that which is time. Love thy lustful heartbeat, Prepare, thy time shall come. Smile, Smile and still thine own. 9/28/10
