turn to tender

Yaw turn tender as the knight's eye ball. A lover's chaunce ~ respite from the stark of the grange down by the mead. Off the winks, open the air. lessen dark

Mona' s premature return reckons force of stance. And less we recall ribbons over bows,

let' s carry our freight.

Enough read heard by its splendid feast and Jacky's ... room close to her party animal ... the thrifty notch of time and the breeze

close determining their fate

by hunky-dorky dolls and macabre lesson.. over the lee... down along the bibliotheque's ... hallway he wanders a host of right next to its perambulated weather beating...