Actually, they were in exile for ages Adulation ensnared deep down cages Senile ataxy exploited their minds Except it wasn’t that serious, just silly reminds Her naive seed had sprouted short of me Poker-face of a conned frail But I was the one who kindled her bleed Need not abase yourself it’s sword and sorcery … Continue reading ROMANCE Poem: I’M SORRY, by Julia Green