I looked deep into her eyes
Filled with liquid fire
No need to fantasize
She's the one that I desire
Her lips show soft contentment
Her tongue taxes me with lust
Be assured there's no resentment
To pay the price I'd go bust
Silky smooth skin
A flawless angels face
She could be the ultimate sin
But my heart has been displaced
Dark complected
I'd fear rejected
Hallowed be her name
It's wild man
I know where I stand
But I'm lost in her just the same
Perfect body,perfect mind
I wonder who she could be
Screw this shit,I'll just admit
I'm bound by Misery
Author notes
"This beautiful tragedy is crashing into me"-In This Moment.....written like a person....not a computer
A contest entry
- My Points - Your Decision by Rock-Junkie.
700 points, ended September 29, 2008, 17 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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yummy.
This poem is hot! The words were like velvet. The flow was so natural and real. To admit going to anything lengths for a woman makes a man... a man. But must be kept secret... some woman are manipulative bitches. -
definately a different perspective on the song quote. I am familiar with the song myself, but this is how you saw it. the rhyme flowed evenly, and it ended ~to me~ a slight humorous feeling - with the line "screw this shit, I'll just admit....". Great job and good luck in my contest!!
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OH!
This was beautiful, lucky misery.
Hallowed be her name~~~ Just lovely, my friend. BRAVO on this one. I loved it so. rissa


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A very neat piece
The rhyme is great! Some wonderful imagery within your words. I love the ending, superb way to close. Brilliantly penned!


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Perfect mind yes...Percect Body...well to me it is lol...I really enjoyed this poem...It doesn't freak me out at all...I loved the imagery and your words seem so soft...This is beautiful...I'm honored to have it inspired by me...

-Victoria

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great poem..wonderful language! keep up the good job!

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Amazing write, it really captures so much feeling and thought. I like how you describe her and the last stanza seems so much like a frusterated teen. Best of luck my dear friend.
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