Forbidden, temptatious
like a thief in the night
These sweet mortal lips
that give such delite
Teased and toyed with
I see him flush
His quickened heart
gives such a rush
Drawn to each other
like moths to a flame
A Faery IS passion
So just who is to blame?
A contest entry
- 24 Hr Quickiness 24/15-24L/24h by poet2angels.
475 points, ended November 17, 2007, 14 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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lovely write. The end is great! TY for entering
Lynda
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Adorable!
This is such a wonderful cute poem. I loved it all! The rhythmic flow is superb, best of luck in the contest!
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