Isn't Love but a Muse we all Desire...A Poem by L4rn13
Sweet, delicious and befuddling you are
Curvacious and dangerous, The source of yearning in meany hearts. Mine is no exception, Your persona so striking The many things I could do... Sway it to your liking... Its driving me crazy within this cage I am not a beast for its tender affection I crave My frustration not even that of rage Join me for the skin to skin, Heart to heart Make such a wish on that star Abundant chested woman You play me like a harp Give this dragon the celestial art For lest I glide through hights you're unable to reach And by God mysterious beauty they call Love I will cometh back for that rich-syrup release Such pain we endure to discover your seductive song Keeps us searching on our journey Soaring in success or just travelling So in the end we may be strong... © 2013 L4rn13 |
StatsAuthorL4rn13Birmingham, United KingdomAboutPoem from a Poet... I shan't befuddle your mind With poems of vampires Or quadruple signs, But rather rhythmful beats. For I am a poet And express through torn seams The stories of the heart,.. more..Writing
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