You look and feel
like a fragile angel
and as I am seduced by
your fine porcelain features,
I linger.
But then,
my pulse races
and I'm not sure
how you do that,
but I'm overcome
with these feelings
that seep through my skin,
melting my bones.
Maybe you time it so,
for then all your senses
crash into me,
in a waterfall
that rumbles and rushes
over the edges of mountainous rocks.
That's when I drown,
breathing becomes erratic,
but I know,
this is what life is.
Author notes
Quote - Happiness is the china shop;
Love is the bull.
---H. L. Mencken
In a list
A contest entry
- A quickie quote contest by Tirrell.
750 points, ended March 26, 6 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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clearly this had gold written all over it. You did this perfectly. I love it, because it is the truth of love. Best to you in the contest
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i actualy love this poem. it realy tells your inner emotions. thanks for your reminder
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Execellent Write!!!
I would have been surprised if this didn't take out the gold trophy, Well done!!
Ken
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Nicely done. This takes the mind into wandering with the essence of the quote. Nicely done.
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aye, life is erratic, that's for sure, it spill us into rivers and streams and we ahve to catch our breath, a good poem.
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Oh I love this I really really love it
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