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Danielle
Danielle snickers at her doom
Returns in triumph from the tomb
Knows that she's a welcome sight
Her tiara gleaming in starlight
She slays me with a single glance
Shatters the remnants of my lance
Thus blasts apart my ancient lust
My base desires reduced to dust
She consoles me with her silver wing
Throws back her head, begins to sing
"Immortal love, we can't be late
Let's catch the 12:15 to Heaven's Gate."
Returns in triumph from the tomb
Knows that she's a welcome sight
Her tiara gleaming in starlight
She slays me with a single glance
Shatters the remnants of my lance
Thus blasts apart my ancient lust
My base desires reduced to dust
She consoles me with her silver wing
Throws back her head, begins to sing
"Immortal love, we can't be late
Let's catch the 12:15 to Heaven's Gate."
Published 14th Dec 2014
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14th Dec 2014 5:09pm
14th Dec 2014 5:22pm
Thanks, Crim. I was in a pretty goofy mood when I wrote this, and have mixed feelings. I'm glad you enjoyed.
14th Dec 2014 6:45pm
14th Dec 2014 7:07pm
14th Dec 2014 9:53pm
The ressurection of a dead love will do that to a guy, sometimes...
Dig the metaphor, short and powerful.
Dig the metaphor, short and powerful.
14th Dec 2014 11:54pm
15th Dec 2014 00:00am
Love thought long rested can be resurrected when the object of desire returns. At times it can be beautiful but sometimes it can be disastrous. They make good muses though and can result in a poem like yours. Good read Crowfly:)
15th Dec 2014 00:41am
Thanks for the kindness, Grace. Muses can be idealized by memory or distance. They're an inspiration, and if they become a friend or lover the complexity increases, but so may the rewards.
15th Dec 2014 5:59am
I really like the second stanza in this piece...a devastating glance indeed...the "lance" metaphor is superb and painful imagery.
Anonymous
15th Dec 2014 9:31am
This is beautiful..the discriptions of this lady has quite an effect..the power of thought, memories love and lust. Totally love this Crow!
15th Dec 2014 12:04pm
Haha, this one shakes me to the belly. It's wicked cool, funny and terrifying. Castration suggestion, Heaven's Gate cult members returning post immolation, reality and feeling and fiction twisted into a hot brew.
Thanks for delivering crowfly!
Thanks for delivering crowfly!
15th Dec 2014 3:36pm
Unlike others I don't see or feel darkness in ur ink darlin Crow. I see and feel a sensual beauty shared by u n ur sweet Angel. Ur personal heaven found within her wings
15th Dec 2014 6:31pm
18th Dec 2014 11:12am
if ever there was a reason not to drink the kool aid... wickedly clever write, crowfly
