![]() Her Name is DesireA Poem by April Child![]() Second attempt at a sonnet, this one's a shakespearan![]() So hard to pinpoint the moment in time began this itch I endeavour to resist intruding and threatening my sublime yet tenacious this gnawing does persist and what is this offensive inside me gathering speed at an alarming rate her name is desire, she grows like a weed lifting and teasing to a heightened state pulling me, wrenched from denial’s night slipping, sliding, relinquishing control thrust blinking into awakening light cannot elude what is deep in your soul sometime’s doing nothing’s doing something sometime’s doing nothing’s not an option. © 2010 April ChildAuthor's Note
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Added on February 22, 2008Last Updated on August 1, 2010 Author![]() April ChildUnited KingdomAboutI love words and I like to write poems. Sometimes words just come and I don't know where from but I write them down anyway. There's something very powerful in the written word. It shows you where y.. more..Writing
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