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Poison
Contributed by
ThePhoenix
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Saturday, 13th May 2006 @ 09:14:08 PM in AEST
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So sweet loves' taste upon my lips,
the sweetest poison I do crave.
Of mists as pure as heaven hast
yet fatal still to one's heart.
I've felt the touch like fire brands,
and the coldness of it's hands.
The darkened mind and sinfull thoughts,
the blood fires race with passions rage,
the lover's touch and heated glance
and sapphire eyes, turn raven black
as desire weakens the saint's resolve,
no turning back from loves enthrall.
and soon the lies of love takes hold,
and feasts upon the heart and soul,
destroying all in its wake
and we, so desperate for love's regard,
we beg to sup again it's fate,
and taste it's poison 'til passions sate.
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ThePhoenix
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2006-05-13 21:14:08]
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Re: Poison
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by flamingblade on
Saturday, 13th May 2006 @ 11:48:42 PM AEST
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Very good for the closest rhyming poem.
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Re: Poison
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by wizard on
Saturday, 13th May 2006 @ 11:56:41 PM AEST
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nicely done...these line in particular i thought were great:
the lover's touch and heated glance
and sapphire eyes, turn raven black
as desire weakens the saint's resolve,
no turning back from loves enthrall.
wiz
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