Layering one on another,
caresses...........
Fly with gilted pen,
..........signing my destiny.
Searchers for fortune
strike only................
..........seam-gold.
Yet hidden in phrasing
is.....treasure untold.
Secrets which,
wrapped in verse,
shiny............
........and shook
To retain mystery,
..... burst when I look.
Dipped in burnished
..........molten word,
their dripping
Nectar.............
covers my tongue
...........the more I sip.
Send then a potion
............soon.
To be imbibed
.............as golden
liquid dose,
....then I can survive.
'Dipped in burnished ..........molten word, their dripping Nectar............. covers my tongue ...........the more I sip.' Oh gosh.. this is very delicious read Fay.... Hey i cant write like this.. I wish i can, but i cant... i mean i m sort of good at story telling more than anything... This is beautiful Fay... I mean i honestly don't know what else to say! ! ! with lots of love Shan
The more of the verse, the more I rehearse I cannot divulge, my passion my curse! I cannot believe, the power you hold I'm just a man! who's heart you hold!
Fai, It is original secret sincerity... Very beautiful poetics..10
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Dipped in burnished ..........molten word, their dripping Nectar............. covers my tongue ...........the more I sip. This is heavenly, fay - simply fantastic. and this, an engaging style.10 mark finished writing this and then saw shashendra's comments using the same stanza - and i smiled!