~ Amor's Heartbeat ~

[Stanley Brown]

O let me travel on nights wings
where phthisic vestal virgins frolic
and where phantoms dance by moons pale light
tripping lightly o'er the celestial sod!

O let me drink of life's quintessence
and let me sup twixt marble thighs
feasting at Eros' table with winged hooves
like Olympionaids at fairy frolic!

O let me partake in sweet fragrancies
which permeate the heavenly sense
of blind oblivions incipient carnality
warming my loins for the fray to come!

O let me enjoin once more in Amor's games
with faculties no longer dispossed by agues
encouraged by perpetual rhythmic motion
pounding, pounding, pounding to love's heartbeat!

[Count Orlok]

Total horseshit.

[Stanley Brown]

Crawl back into your hole, Orlok you pervert.

[Edna Sweetlove]

Garbage of the very highest order, Stan, me old dear. I wait with bated breath for what you will come out with next. Surprise me.

[Stanley Brown]

I know this is your website Edna which is why I appreciate your comments. Thankyou. Stanley.

[spamheid]

Ye dinnae want tae be dispossed by agues. I'm off tae warm my loins in front of the peat-reek.

[Stanley Brown]

urine off, the lot of you. Thankyou. Stanley