My Lord Poem by anais vionet
My Lord
I'm imagining
MY lord - NO, no, - not GOD! *snort*
my future husband!
So, how will it be?
How will he persuade me - or
- will I entice him? ?
Relationships can
erase people - they seem to
disappear, sorta.
I'm not going to
do that - if alpha there be
it'll damn well be me.
But if he plays me
- just right - I'd surely acquiesce
to the score, like music.
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5/3/2024 4:20:53 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Beautiful. Exquisite even. I love verse one. Short phrases but the picture is complete. Plaisir d'amour ne dure q' un moment. Thats what your poem conjured up in my mind. Great right.