Sinister: Do go there to cool your hands in the grey twilight of Gothic things

[JohnnyNYC]

My Own Boy,

Your sonnet is quite lovely, and it is a marvel that those red-roseleaf
lips of yours should be made no less for the madness of music and song
than for the madness of kissing. Your slim gilt soul walks between
passion and poetry. I know Hyacinthus, whom Apollo loved so madly, was
you in Greek days.

Why are you alone in London, and when do you go to Salisbury? Do go
there to cool your hands in the grey twilight of Gothic things, and come
here whenever you like. It is a lovely place and lacks only you; but go
to Salisbury first.

Always, with undying love,
Yours, OSCAR.

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