Outlandos d'Amour


As these have been the crimes of my passion;
surrealistic sensualities, intimate illusions & other misdemeanors of love, lust, loss & longing
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"In order to know virtue, we must acquaint ourselves with vice. Only then can we know the true measure of a man."

- The Marquis de Sade -


If I could have been all that you wanted - all the time.

Sunday, December 27, 2015

The Vale of Soul-Making

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The Vale of Soul-Making
Friday, March 23, 2012

Loneliness

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And I know you better than darkness and the silence of tears which fall in dreams © Charles Coakley Simpson 2012
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Monday, October 31, 2011

A Certain Slant of Light

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E mily Dickinson was born the middle child in a prominent Amherst, Massachusetts family on December 10th 1830 and passed away on May 15, 188...
Saturday, October 29, 2011

Apricot Standing in Red Wine

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S he lay wrapped–in that soft-white blanket, imagining how warm it would be–her back against his chest, their bodies curved around each othe...
Thursday, October 27, 2011

Weld

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W hat is the price of godliness Save the seduction of a slow bullet burrowing beneath the skin Loose the cold steel upon the rails of veins...
Wednesday, October 26, 2011

The Diner

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D ressed in her Sunday’s best, she sat alone next to the window watching the sun climb over the whitening tops of the snow-laden trees. The...
Sunday, October 9, 2011

Awakening

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I s it not the radiance of the dawn which stings my weary eyes, but the passing of yester-eve’s touch that I tremble like the leaves with...
Sunday, July 24, 2011

Wither

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I s it no more than the years which have seduced me with this beautiful regret that I am the rose dying on its vine Memories fall like petal...
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