(Response to Andrew Marvell's "To His Coy Mistress") If time fell shy of a normal passing, I would wish for love's long everlasting. We would sit and watch a twilight unfold, Or love's beginning, unsullied, unsold. You, sweet Lysander to my heart, I would Hold till the tide of eternity should Sweep us to our flower-strewn place of rest. Thus, you … Continue reading To Her Misguided Lord
Ivory Calla 