MISTRESSA Poem by Matt ThompsonDark. The meaning will be left to reader interprutation for now.
MISTRESS Autumn sheds tears of rain. Leaves fade away, as life blows away in the wind. Sorrow sings a lullaby, gentle, and full of agony.
Winter laments a time past. Fall in love with purity, yet in lust lay with tragedy. Devoted to the one of love, yet enslaved to the mistress.
The lover wails in lament. A nail sinks deeper, piercing divine flesh. The mistress enslaves with a touch, arousing death within. COPYRIGHT 2009: MATT THOMPSON.
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1 Review Added on June 24, 2009 Last Updated on February 28, 2019 AuthorMatt ThompsonCedar Rapids area, IAAboutMatt started writing seriously in 1994. Around the time he met someone who would forever be an intragal part of his life. His poetry centered around her, as well as other friends. Since then, he ado.. more..Writing
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