stung by betrayal, weak in defeatout of the strong came something sweetnever shall I love again, said Heinstead, grow less, but defiantly No more love, nothing to losetrue art does not need a muse.He raised his sword and challenged again.The victory was his – come sun or rain. But let this not be a tale … Continue reading Samson and Delilah
Samson and Delilah
