The ChaliceA Poem by John Alexander McFadyenThe Chalice You handed me the bitter poison of regret and I am the one who has to get over it. Like a fool I drank long from the chalice of hope. Such heady mead that my heart spun my head until all I could see were angels. Dancing visions in my waking dream that turned cruelly into no more than delusions; beliefs that turned out to be false. I believed in you, in your purity, in your majesty, in the magic of us, our bodies united with the full flavours of lust, sticky sweet like honey. I believed in the joy, of waking with you, of walking with you, of looking into your eyes, of the passion I held for you and of you spread before me, wanting me to fill you till you erupted. And now I must dilute these memories So that I may wash the acid pain from my skin. 19th July 2010 © 2012 John Alexander McFadyenReviews
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6 Reviews Added on August 5, 2012 Last Updated on August 5, 2012 AuthorJohn Alexander McFadyenBrixworth, England, United KingdomAboutWell, have a long and complicated story and started it as an autobiography on Bebo but got writer's block/memory fogging. People liked it though and kept asking for the next chapter! fools.. more..Writing
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