Obscure Queer

An Anthology of pieces drawn from my collecting and dealing in the obscure byways of queer literature. A new kind of anthology I hope - evolving, odd, eclectic...

Monday, January 30, 2006


The down of thy delicate cheek
Drank dew from the fountain of life;
Thy lips, when they parted to speak,
With honey and sugar were rife;
Who loveth to drink of the dew
Of honey, to taste of them flew.


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