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Spellbound Delicacy (Part 1)
Spellbound Delicacy
Every night she’d haunt his dreams
He would toss, sweat and turn
His mornings were universally stiff.
Curves all around he claimed
Her eyes gazed his soul
He felt insipid beneath her scrutiny.
Her face pristine and feminine
Silk tresses and soft lips
Sunflower… The solitary remnant left behind
He wanted to see her again
She wasn’t a simple human
She was his spellbound delicacy.
Every night she’d haunt his dreams
He would toss, sweat and turn
His mornings were universally stiff.
Curves all around he claimed
Her eyes gazed his soul
He felt insipid beneath her scrutiny.
Her face pristine and feminine
Silk tresses and soft lips
Sunflower… The solitary remnant left behind
He wanted to see her again
She wasn’t a simple human
She was his spellbound delicacy.
Published 8th Jul 2012
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31st Jan 2016 3:08am
No need for punctuation with shortened format. You could try being a little more creative with the title. Poetry is word play after all.... Keep Grindin CAOS737
