sipping tea on tuesday afternoon i came across another love poem bemused i browsed its lusty lines another torrid affair in ones mind presented plainly on the page projected casually into my eyes i sit and think why write this thing would it really do to simply write a poem for one unknowing to make an overture of love anonymously in a website forum or express oneself through stilted words i cannot see the point in that im sick and tired of such things yet i will never make a change to rework such poetry in my style would...