“Love, at its best, wipes commonsense Away. Much as drops will condense From hidden liquid in the air, So, too, do lovers soon compare Their temp’ratures til, happily, Their judgement fogs up suddenly.” — McKenzie Bodkin Copy Share Image
“Best not to take, yet doubt its strength, A leash with Demons at its length.” — McKenzie Bodkin Copy Share Image
“Love, at its best, wipes commonsense Away. Much as drops will condense From hidden liquid in the air, So, too, do lovers soon compare… — McKenzie Bodkin Copy Share Image
“Cold comradeship do stars provide. They light the closer, inner side Of night's vast weight, which, chill and clear, Pulls on us like some… — McKenzie Bodkin Copy Share Image
