Sunday, October 16, 2005
Two Short Nameless Poems
The tiger’s eye, A black pit With dragon’s hypnotic stare. A fly frozen in amber, Still as the trapped prey. My secrets it finds One by one, Lays them neat, Immaculate At my feet. The words embrace me, Touch me in a lover’s caress, Bewitch me, With willing mind I let myself Be enthralled. My...
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