Bedsteads Poems - Poems about Bedsteads

...‘Tis often the flesh upon each cheek is chased dour, yet sultry memories As the years aged much of nothing Had haunted these bones unknown, unsuspected Hollow screams were published By the bedsteads ......Read the rest...

...Versed within aureate calligraphy Each syllable we’d partake Defined by moments When our lips would graze As we lie in the bedsteads Fashioned by the finest mirth Born of cultured artistry......Read the rest...