Stan Petrovich

Rookie - 208 Points (10/27/1950 / Fort Riley, KS)

Everlasting Desire - Poem by Stan Petrovich

Take this bejeweled cup of poison
And quickly drink it;
Otherwise I might kiss you, dear.
And THAT is poison
Beyond my control.

Your long body smells of lavender
That I adore and revel in.
Above the arches of our foliage-laden bed
Dew drips, and I hold out my tongue to catch a drop.
But all I get is your supple neck,
Shapely and tinged with vanilla and coffee.

If I were to bite your neck
All the poisons of the Dark Ages
Would course through your arteries
And find a home in your saddened heart.
We do not want that.
It is best now,
Far better,
That you drink from this bejeweled cup I'm offering,
While you still have a chance in hell.


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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 28, 2013



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