Mark R Slaughter


And I'm Besotted - Poem by Mark R Slaughter

The black inside -
Though beautiful
Your iris is a vault:

Abyss-deep
A crypt

Where

Locked in rock at greater depths,
Your gem of thoughts:

An oceanic trench,
Your mind

Shared with
Back streets of 18th century London
Haunted by the death of day

The whole haunts

But

Smooth-mahogany brown
Corneal art
Circumvents -

Lets me in, relent -
The drive to seek out
The underlying you
Is all for me to do.

Back to eye-to-eye
Pervading consciousness

I see
A crafted masterpiece
Of nature:

Your smile

Tortures -
The slightest curl
Of wryness,
Subterfuge of coyness

Gets me in the breath;

And I'm besotted.

Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2012

Topic(s) of this poem: love and life


Comments about And I'm Besotted by Mark R Slaughter

  • Shireen Ramadan (7/16/2012 2:53:00 AM)


    this resembles metal lyrics, gorgeous (Report) Reply

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  • (5/25/2012 7:13:00 PM)


    very well written, the picture of the heart's dares! (Report) Reply

  • Simon Collins (5/24/2012 4:57:00 PM)


    Very enjoyable read, thanks (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, May 24, 2012

Poem Edited: Tuesday, September 29, 2015


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