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To Have and To Taste

His lips were stained      
by a velvety madness, when I met him.    
The scent of a fragile rose      
swirled amidst the cruel surrealist.      
     
He stormed my fields      
with eyes of steel, yet, so ablaze.    
We entangled there 'neath heaven's stage      
and I squeezed out his raging pearls of pain.    
     
Haunting whispers did seep thru      
anointing the ink's unfurling truth.    
Over the poet's canvas, it forged its web.      
     
The veil of fantasy sown in tears;      
the liquid silk of realities sneer;      
The sultry watermark of pain endured.    
     
Artfully, we'd sip the azure mead    
quickly becoming impaired      
by passion's bottomless dream.    
     
We share the serpent's thrill, (he and I)    
to have and to taste fractured minds.    
The one's who long to feel once more,    
the needles of fire that poets implore.    
     
So, Darling, yes, the sickness is shared,    
but I'll never forget those tangos we dared.    
When I see the flickering vacancy sign,    
I'll look for you, because the thrill was mine!
  
     
     
© 2015 blue angel      
     
     
     
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Written by blue_angel
Published | Edited 13th Aug 2015
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