Thai Market DayShe sits alone beside the streetSkin baked dark copper burnedSun blessed beneath the skies that score this landshe sits alone, beside the streeta basket at her feetThis bundle she has wrought,toted long from ersatz home to hereto sell, these last items before her life is spentlast precious links to youths fond ... More..
Songhua NightThere are times my beloved, when love is enoughTo quiet the fears that rise from warring lives,To salve the brow against the world's harsh strifeAnd deliver to us, for a moment's respiteTo the quiet joy, that only lovers and poets knowIn my soul a night stands framedWhen we met along the icy Songhua's banksAnd th... More..
Loves PastOh gather round me all my shades of lovers past,Comely smiles, silken thighs, hushed breathed wordsThat ignite the flames within my soul, and in sweet pauseDo tempt me from the moment's love.Yes, I remember you all, each gentle touchEach warm embrace, each breathless vowelOf each angry word, as we found our love was... More..
Grapes and MemoriesMemories, full and ripefall to me from the maturing vine,The gentle touch of a lost lovers' face,her forgotton name, a mirror left behindand they fallOh each full and perfect in their tastethe sweetness of the first touch,the texture of the night we stoodand watched the new year inand here, oh yes the tart ... More..
The Secret Life of Men There are things my love, that to you I shall never tellSecrets dark, and full of old desiresOf fortunes I had won and lost,In the market towns and gambling halls. Of maidens fair,conquered and abandoned to their fatesthat once I held close, and breathed sweet words. And yes my love, I will never tell y... More..
Pipi's SongLittle Girl, your mother calls to youIn voices calm, and strong, and fall of mother's hopeLittle girl, attend her well, she was once as you.Full of play, of joy, and in wonder at it all.Young Girl, your Mother calls you stillDid you leave the room last night?Did you sneak outside to PlayAt finding love, in friendsh... More..
Love CrimesI had a love which i then lost"I love the lord", she said, "So I cant love you"Such crimes we do in the name of loveSuch lies we tell to hide our fearsI had a love so trueshe told me one last, sweet lieI cant love you more for I love the lordThere was nothing left to do but cry. More..
Peter Williams
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