A poem dedicated to female love which extends not beyond their own gender

A poem arguing that virtue can not be lost by sexuality but rather gained by it.

A Poem about a lovely young lady from Scotland.

A poem comparing the intensity of summer to that of the great symphonies of Beethoven and Mozart.

A poem dedicated to a lady of black hair whose years number above 30 but whose beauty fades not with the passage of time nor with repeated maternity.

Love may it be as sexuality that leadeth bodies to acts of carnality strokes, touches that maketh the spirit take rise though they be merely of the flesh all for committing the body and our souls to be inspired to take flight going beyond the frame work of what we know to be our corpulent self

Rompryska my youth is thee for thou arteth this cache no longer mine to cherish as it be in thee and all that maketh thy being that I encounter this which so lacks in myself

love finds all despite age