Passionate, I kiss your lips
Feelings like fire
Burning
At the heat of your fingertips
Enchanted, I sing your praise
Melodys carress
Vibrato
At your angelic phrase
Abstractly, I comprehend
An affliction despairs
Bleeding
Not just a dream to mend
Allayed, I bow and blister
Such cancer
Spreading
You're not my assignor
Author notes
im talking about an incident and realizing hes not my angel at the end and that its not just a nightmare
A contest entry
- Love Is A Verb by SerenityNChains.
700 points, ended August 4, 2008, 25 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Cute, sweet and delicate. Thanks for this wonderful entry.
Serenity
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this is good, I liked the slight double meaning in it. well said. all the way around. thanks for sharing this and good luck in the contest.
cheers
Grey
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