Darling, how your kiss holds me captive.
chilling my spine, this love is nonadaptive.
Sequester your soul away in tender embrace.
Hand me your huge heart and I encase.
In return, I make you my angel, providing wings.
You whisper my hearts song with harp strings.
Entice my musical soul into beautiful arms.
Sparks shoot sporadically as if by alarms
We grow together and graciously become one
Heavier months follow, resulting in a son.
Darling, how your kiss holds me captive,
still chilling my spine, this love is nonadaptive.
Author notes
Word Bank: Kiss, Darling
Embrace, Love
Sequester, Whispers
Captive, Tender
Heart, Beautiful
Soul, Angel
A contest entry
- 12 Word, Word Bank. by Poetryintheblood.
425 points, ended July 24, 2008, 12 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Thank you for your lovely entry, good luck in my contest, Josie
