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A nagged repost,,,,*grin*
This is from a Challenge I did on![[info]](http://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) lackspoetry and </a></b></a>felisblanco might have kinda sublely hinted that it should be posted here too...I think it was the "now" and "run" that was the gentle hint... This poem had the special help of </a></b></a>lipbalm_addict to take it to the level is is now (lower it of course)...the entire middle verse is a testament to her...and her pushing me for that extra...poetic...well, err...read it and see...LOL
*From a torn up piece of paper found scribbled all over on the ground outside the mansion:*
His eyes look into mine and tis all I can do but not sigh and turn away,
Least my irises and pupils give him the signs I struggle to hide,
That my heart would still beat a fitting tattoo,
And my soul would struggle with his too combine, but nay,
The ebony princess took those away, my love I can only show when his manhood I do ride, here by his side,
Shown, only through physical acts, not through my wanton endearments, cause Angel will never be my bo.
My feelings for him penetrates me to my duodenum,
I swear some days that a crow pecks his name on my spleen,
Such is the intensity and rapture his presence makes me savour,
A half of a hope of his affection, and I'm floating higher than after a draught of laudanum,
A half-glimpsed smile only serves to keep me his and keen,
Enticing me to drop to my knees and suck and suck his flavour.
When evil grips his heart, like a spider's tight web,
It makes me hard as willow cricket bat,
I can look in his face and it happy, crinkled eyes,
Knowing we are equal and together again, as is right, as is should be,
I want to cling to him as tight as a fly to the blood of a deflowered deb,
No one else but him can take me to such highs,
But he touches my Dru again, his groin will meet my knee.
You see, LA thought it needed more obscure body parts...and I thought it needed crows...LOL. I think it's bad enough...
And I was going to try and track down some other equally bad poetry I left all over the place...but I have to beat RL up a bit first...OK? *puts on the boxing gloves*
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