Mersule

Mersule

A Poem by What happened to simple old me?

It made a concoction; scarcely could it be true,

and real to have spent those moments with you? Take for

granted the doseage prescribed to your thoughts, I've only seen him once before

though many times we've met. An evening among his myst, he wouldn't stand to be made perturbed. I've delved before and again I shall, into your heart I will burrow. And stirring a furious catalyst, in an affection already budding, we shall take the night for an hour's eternity.. darling.

© 2011 What happened to simple old me?


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"And stirring a furious catalyst, in an affection already budding, we shall take the night for an hour's eternity.. darling."

. love this ... amazing ...

Posted 13 Years Ago


Nice.
Smooth, confident tone.
Great picture words.
kicks a*s.

Posted 13 Years Ago



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What happened to simple old me?
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