she fed me with the sweetest of poisons
she bathe me in the warmest cyanide
she clothed me with wool that felt like pins
yet it was love to me
she sucked me dry when i kissed her
she made me cry when i missed her
she is the reason im queer
yet with her i loved to be
she solved my puzzle only to create another
i walked on clouds yet stayed down under
she gave me life but killed me quicker
o love, my lover
MY DOUBLE ENTENDRE LOVER
Wow that's actually really good! Sublime! I loved it! You were completely right. It describes how you felt about her yet felt pain how there is that line between the pleasure and pain as previously mentioned by Almeida, N. Well written. Williams, T.
this ones a real winner for me..it describes so well the thin line between pleasure & pain..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Fantastic. Very clever write. Your use of opposites worked very well.