Ode to KatrinaA Poem by AMetaphoricalSoulAn attack of the mind is a trifle of great malevolence Yet an attack of the heart is a bittersweet movement of the soul It is a mixture of severe elation with a quiet hint of dolence Mind become devoid of lucidness and I feel in entirety whole I am filled like juice to a sanguine tree With a likeness and an inordinate volume of incentive But of course the intention of sanguinity being but a bounty Greatful yet unnecessary we may direct to inventive I dress for the position I desire in lieu of possession Taken over by a deficiency of emotional dominion I surrender freely under hope of succession Holding you up as your benevolent minion In truth I find your inelegance endearing Yet I aspire for this expression to be found unfearing © 2015 AMetaphoricalSoul |
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