Morgan A. Stephen


Dangling Dance - Poem by Morgan A. Stephen

The blissful meritorious embrace
The warmth that coils my spine
The sweet words that milks my emotions
Draws passion as we entwine

Oh they wonderful touch
So tender like an angels touch
Oh they passionate kiss
That sends me to a rhapsody
Thy warmth of thy body
Wish this bliss don't fly away

The heat the fires The cold breeze shocked away
The trembles, the swift hiss
Drag me along to this moment
Let time not put asunder

The strain we glean
Moments don't last forever
Two souls together
So differentiated
Why the guilt after the epic
Why the feeling after the pectic

You turn green
Your lips turn sour
Your touch so brutal
Ten minutes of game
That turns us out of flame

Was it just a bitter sweet?
Reality flings

You love, love what you want
You taste, taste what's sweet to you
You leave, leave what you used
A demon born From an enchanting trance
That's what you are.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, August 9, 2012



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