Bliss And Fear Poem by Cyclopseven R

Bliss And Fear



Tingling sensation of bliss
raise me high.

Until I see
A scorpion crosses my thigh.

Tingling sensation of fear
begin its rule.

Thursday, May 17, 2007
Topic(s) of this poem: fear
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