Carte Blanche… Poem by Mark Heathcote

Carte Blanche…



Find me a rose bed
Where lovers have wed
Where angels have fed

Drunk on the nectar
Of love and passion
Drunk on the spectre
Of petticoats ashen

A butterfly collector
I would projector
Amongst these hearts
Carte blanche

Thursday, February 16, 2012
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