Dark Poetry #3 |
Green monsters |
Amaranthine Member
since 2002-10-06
Posts 61ON Canada |
Mine You are mine Steel flashes from my eyes Cuts down others who want you Psychic blood flows as wine to my lips Your place is by me don't forget- You own me. |
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Succubus Member
since 2002-09-30
Posts 82Canada, Ontario |
All Hail to the Cobra Queen. I Welcome you my Devine Servant of Evil. Amazing Piece my Sweet. I look forward to seeing a lot more of your work. Talk to You Soon, Love - Succubus(The Spider Queen) |
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-26
Posts 22612Hurricane Alley |
Welcome to Passions. I think you're going to fit right in here. Please check your email for a special greeting. |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
Welcome to this poetryland, where greeneyed monsters can always find some companionship. |
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bsquirrel
since 2000-01-03
Posts 7855 |
Intense! Welcome, Amaranthine. My favorite part? That the poem seems to be about the narrator being in control, and yet, at the end, she says "You own me." Loved it! |
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eor Senior Member
since 2002-09-26
Posts 959blues & greys |
sometimes control is best harnessed when it is out of ones hands...i like this poem a lot...eor:-) |
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Amaranthine Member
since 2002-10-06
Posts 61ON Canada |
When is control ever in the hands of the controller, who still is owned by tru emotion? In my own case, never, flog me flay me I wish i could say 'I love it, give me more' -whore |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Enjoyed...James |
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Kouranis New Member
since 2002-10-24
Posts 3 |
Very nice work Amaranthine. I want more, and remember:"Darkness is not necessarily evil and light is not always good. Beware of those who hide behind the light!" "We are those who never sleep,we are those who always dream. Follow the heart." |
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Jamie Member Elite
since 2000-06-26
Posts 3168Blue Heaven |
Nice touch in ending such a possesive poem with submissiveness. Will be sure to look for more from you. Welcome to Passsions In Poetry. J There is society where none intrudes, by the deep sea, and music in its roar. |
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