~Dazzle'dA Poem by Frieda Pyou are like opium, my drug of choice when you arouse me i've no control weaving metaphoric poppies through my hair pulling tender tendrils to the fore zephyrs of lively notes dancing on air playing whimsical flutterby melodies whispering's from the ocean's depths ravaging heart strings in dark rhythmic heat as the wild beast that can't be tamed, i get drunk on your elixir sweet tonic to soothe the spirits the stirring vibrations, sweet love knots upon the breast you dazzle my soul © 2013 Frieda PFeatured Review
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Added on June 5, 2013Last Updated on June 5, 2013 AuthorFrieda PNJAboutIf you want to know me, read my poetry, it's all in there. I am a mother of three sons (my finest moments) a sister, a survivor and a little bit crazy. I lost my beloved sister to suicide, so you'll.. more..Writing
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