Seductively, you take another long drag from your cigarette.
You have an exhale that reminds me of a smoking barrel.
[Do you kiss your mom with those dirty lips]
Love was just a game to you,
something you played like an instrument.
You struck fear in me with every chord.
Still, I was drawn to you like an eclipse.
[Always stuck in the shadows of your amusement]
You controlled me with every lie from your cherry lips.
My own weakness left me drowned in contempt for others.
I confessed every detail of my intent to you.
You simply responded by calling me cliche.
[You always had a way of reminding me my place]
You reduced the strongest men to schoolboys.
Their was something sinister behind that smile.
I always knew those stilettos were for more than looks.
[It was a strange way to cure a heart with a hole]
The scars from cigarette burns still visible on my chest~
a last reminder of a forbidden passion never to be tamed.
A contest entry
- dark, strange, love poems wanted here!!! by Just waiting.
300 points, ended August 22, 2007, 48 entries
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Comments
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Interesting story....
I'm beginning to enjoy ur work, Corrupt...you are like no one that I've seen on here or anywhere....no duplications with your work, and that is outstanding.
Loved this....
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great piece!! i enjoyed it very much. thanks for entering and good luck
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I always knew those stilettos were for more than looks.
Loved this. of course they are for more than just looks
ssshhhh don't give away the secret!
Tasha
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