Love is in many ways fine: Like a nickel, like a dime. But love is more valuable to me Than one, two, or even three… And so begins one of the most *ahem* “memorable” poems I’ve ever written. (I won’t make you suffer through the rest of it.) Judging…
Love is in many ways fine: Like a nickel, like a dime. But love is more valuable to me Than one, two, or even three… And so begins one of the most *ahem* “memorable” poems I’ve ever written. (I won’t make you suffer through the rest of it.) Judging…