For Scooner, A Million Times 'yes! ' Poem by Annie Cordelia Adams

For Scooner, A Million Times 'yes! '



There's nothing like the alien feeling
Being invaded by the sightless captor.
And what we do not know.
Unbridled emotion, roiling our insides
like a flume of smoke molten in the oil.
And it never goes out.
And it never stops eating.
And it never stops feeding.
Until the heart stops beating.

Monday, March 7, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: love
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Mike Smith 07 March 2016

Brilliant. In reference to a proposal perhaps? Or am I reading to far into the title

0 0 Reply
READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
Close
Error Success