Comparing MeA Poem by Lady TykeStarted out as a spin-off on Shakespeare's Sonnet. Hope you like.
Do not compare me to summer or day My temperance is venom spiked These frozen buds will break away Like shards of frozen ice These gales and storms to whip and lash Like tongues of savage fire That singe and scorch your ravaged heart And quench your lonely desire. © 2008 Lady TykeReviews
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