Open Poetry #47 |
Unity |
nevermore93 Member
since 2007-10-24
Posts 73 |
A spark, her flame, bursts then fades, in an instant. But for love's sake, arise and taste newborn desire. Two orbs of light, shrouded in lust, wither away. Remnants, rivers beneath the rising sun, guide us home. |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Love does have that bad habit of fading away when lust has had enough. ~* The saddest words of tongue or pen are the words It might have been.--John Greenleaf Whittier ~*~ |
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