Such a beautiful Athena
Yet a dreadful Hades in his grace
A warm cool breeze
Broken by the bitter Artic
Indulging the lips with its taste
Slowly moving forward dancing with your tounge
Seeping into your veins
Taking roots in your feeble soul
Bringing visions of gardens in Babylon
Only to be replaced by then ending thumps
Of your tell tale heart
Giving way to the finalizing breaths
Coming to realize the euphoric feeling in your head
And the lights are off and that is all
Your so called reward...
Adding your comment: