Upon my soul the kiss of light
Longing for the dead of night,
The Angels sing a tender dream
of love and pain, a longing scream
Forever was born in my heart that day
My life a path to darkness pray
And all that we were became enchantment
To soon leading to lost abandonment
My love.. my soul my life in your hands
Though no one knows, or understands
Death take me and make me beautiful
For only in death, is this life deemed useful.
In a list
A contest entry
- Write the missing lines by XxGoldenxXDawnxX.
450 points, ended January 29, 2008, 17 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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tantalizing and overwhelming
beautiful meter on this metaphor in love and abandonment
keep writing till the pen runs dry
Tamara
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