The game,
predates the coliseums spectacles.
Why after hiding for so long,
did I choose to step off that cliff this time?
Can we ever be adult about it?
Sadly I doubt we can.,
for as much as we swear our fidelity,
inside we scream, me, me, me!!!
Here I go again,
my mantra..
this time it will be different,
this time, this time.
Choosing to be lovers,
mistress, friend.
Avoiding legal bindings,
and all their demands.
For now that is all I desire.
will it suffice?
Who the hell knows,
roll the dice.
It is lonely in my bed at night.
I save the sheet that carries his scent
and wait.................
love soaked and precious
Each time we come together,
tis heaven to know
the little death ,
loves sweet reward
Of my actions,
I do not repent.
Moments of passion
remain, Heaven sent.
Author notes
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A contest entry
- i watched her die many times. by Death of the Author.
700 points, ended November 16, 2008, 18 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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I'm not sure if the bursts of rhyme fit that well here. The last one is much better than suffice/dice and as it's the last stanza I think it would work well rhyming, like the end of a scene in a Shakespeare play there is often a couplet after reams of blank verse.
Some good thoughts in this;
the second stanza is much better than the first
avoid legal bindings
and all their demands - cool
love soaked and precious - well written
last stanza I like a lot.
Thanks for your entry
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the game
thak you, I will get my get pen ready, appreciate the time you spent on it
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