Ode to T.N.

For My Hy

Tribute to his tumescence,
Never ceasing to enthrall her…

Tenacious needs born in his big hands,
Neurotic nights in his absence…

Tears of tenderness and brutal awakenings,
Never before had she known such oblivion…

Transcendental tryst
Nearly enough.

7 comments

    • pivoine68

      I hope our Royal Hy-ness will like it…I’ve been toying with it for the longest time. I don’t even know if this is relevant now or not. I’m so relieved to see you are back Lady Jayne that I Love. I’d be lost without you.

      Bisous,
      Dawn

      • jayne ayres

        I just need to step away but I’m still reading. You see – it didn’t take long before I needed to write something down again

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