Ô beaux cheveux d’argent mignonnement retorsÔ beaux cheveux d’argent mignonnement retors !Ô front crêpe et serein ! et vous, face dorée !Ô beaux yeux de cristal ! ô grand bouche honorée,Qui d’un large repli retrousses...

Sonnet VIIIJe vis, je meurs : je me brûle et me noie,J’ai chaud extrême en endurant froidure ;La vie m’est et trop molle et trop dure,J’ai grands ennuis entremêlés de joie.Tout en un coup je...

Baise m’encor, rebaise-moi et baiseBaise m’encor, rebaise-moi et baise ;Donne m’en un de tes plus savoureux,Donne m’en un de tes plus amoureux :Je t’en rendrai quatre plus chauds que braise.Las ! te plains-tu ? Çà,...

After you kind of find your footing, sonnets are what comes easiest.

Ode to the Chamber…linger here amidst the chamberin which we embrace our lovetalk to me of sonnetsand call me turtledove…

Where Do You Show Up to Share What You Have to Offer?When You Love What You Do-You Share It Daily

They think thee mad? I’ll show thou mad, my lord.

Les hibouxSous les ifs noirs qui les abritent,Les hiboux se tiennent rangés,Ainsi que des dieux étrangers,Dardant leur oeil rouge. Ils méditent.Sans remuer ils se tiendrontJusqu’à l’heure mélancoliqueOù, poussant le soleil oblique,Les ténèbres s’établiront.Leur attitude au...

My love is as a fever, longing stillFor that which longer nurseth the disease;Feeding on that which doth preserve the ill,The uncertain sickly appetite to please.My reason, the physician to my love,Angry that his prescriptions...

Sweetheart, darling, dearest, it was funny to think that these endearments, which used to sound exceedingly sentimental in movies and books, now held great importance, simple but true verbal affirmations of how they felt for...

Amour me tue…Amour me tue, et si je ne veux direLe plaisant mal que ce m’est de mourir :Tant j’ai grand peur, qu’on veuille secourirLe mal, par qui doucement je soupire.Il est bien vrai, que...

In the case of Michel Angelo we have an artist who with brush and chisel portrayed literally thousands of human forms; but with this peculiarity, that while scores and scores of his male figures are...

If thou must love me, let it be for noughtExcept for love’s sake only. Do not say’I love her for her smile … her look … her wayOf speaking gently, … for a trick of...