he craved,
so aggravate
he waited for the moment to come.
the moment came
and passed away.
he sat in the remains of his dictum.
the smell like flowers,
an insatiable urge.
forcibly contained within the remaining sanity.
she felt like a power.
too magnetic to escape.
she lent and bent nearer to her cage.
her heart flipped
her senses fled
nothing for the refuge or for help.
a leap too miscalculated.
a liaison so enthralling
the risk became the reason for a fairytale living.
the bounty so profound.
the desires so purged.
the cure of the hyssop
and it resulted in a burn
she sat with shattered pieces
to wait for him to return...
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4 comments:
I couldn't understand how it's "PROTECTIVE"...
err.... this poem is to make sum1 understand somethin frm my point of view...this is kinda my inside joke
ahhh... so u 've got a jocker inside too..well good to know coz a true poet embraces all dimentions of emotions...:)
lol!! m a part time jinx! seems so...
and job suggestions?
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