Bitter Sweet WomanA Poem by RocansShe came to me on the
night of the eclipse I should have read
more into the timing But her body was as
round as an ellipse She got my lust firm
and climbing Tis’ my wanderlust’s
limit Within this tryst I’m
firmly binding Reclining in her celestial
grace of shining Glory, a face both
bright and blinding Matching bust…like my
rhyming Tragic lust…my fate
consigning Logic’s
cusp….overriding That Magic dust…her words compiling Metallic rust her
heart is mining This cloud-like woman
has no silver lining.... © 2014 RocansReviews
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