this feeling spreads
like an unknown virus
under my skin
attaching itself to every cell
and every atom
of my being
there is no known cure
and i doubt
there ever will be
for this disease
that has no name
but lodges itself
deep within the minds
and souls
of the bodies it inhabits
it creeps like ivy vines
up the shadowed wall
like tiny ants
that swarm around
a little bit of chocolate
there are millions of them
millions of pieces
of a wine glass
sprawled, smashed, on
the marble
you are the pale amber
liquid that seeps
in between the
fragile, splintered pieces
of my broken spirit
Author notes
"If love is death than you kill me."
A contest entry
- ...love... by Miss Faith.
600 points, ended February 25, 2008, 21 entries
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This was intense! but I love it! thank you for entering!
"millions of pieces
of a wine glass
sprawled, smashed, on
the marble
you are the pale amber
liquid that seeps
in between the
fragile, splintered pieces
of my broken spirit"
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Amazing
I love the way it was written, it had an amazing flow that was just so easy to follow along with. And using virus is just so perfect for love because it does act like a virus, most of the time causing pain.
Your poem was amazing it is a simple as that!
The V-Jesse
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Wow,that is in my top ten.Check out my poems.You defenatly have a good imagination.
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That is the most eloquently worded love sucks poem I have ever read. So beautiful that you almost miss its saddness. Very nice work
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I love the last stanza.
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WOW
wow that is really good i liked the imagery... keep it up, check my poems Jodie xxx
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virus is as good a way as any to describe 'love' too bad about the sad ending a good write thanks for sharing regards zaj
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