Springlove

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
Siren

Submitted: November 06, 2007

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Heart to heart she lay on top of me
her body crushing the discontent of myself
I would do anything for this girl,
this small love I don’t even know
She is not evil,
No witch,
No siren to put me under a fatal spell…
 
I could not truly see her in the darkness,
only feel her eyes on me
She changed, you know
From day to night, transforming into a foreign beauty,
So American
 
And there I discovered,
So dangerous to look into a woman’s eyes
When you don’t know her
 
Deep with passion
Locked my eyes
Losing myself
And etching her face forever into my mind
Each feature reforming, perfectly
 
And so pure, the smile still remains in tact
So pure that no trace of evil could be sensed,
Seen, or Tasted on salty lips
As she kissed on with that silent spell
 


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