As I walked up and down the Strand,
I glimpsed Saint Thomas White
On the other side of the street.
Shamefully, I glanced at him.
In shame, I looked away and walked on.
A second time I saw him,
And found my eyes drawn to him-
So pretty, so slight, so masculine.
He winked at me.
In shame I looked away
And walked on.
A third time I saw him.
My eyes moved to…Continue