David Zvekic

Rookie (It was many and many a year ago / In a kingdom by the sea)

Font Color='#880000'Vice's Deposition/Font - Poem by David Zvekic

If not for sense, then what does silence me?
To bite my tongue and writhe in passion's scorn,
where hopes that vice depose fidelity
should bide as careful negligence is worn.
That interloper grasps a foul intention,
so tasting it makes all dreams manifest;
To burn for matters not by love's convention-
Her lips upon my lips bleed happiness.
This drink I can not drink so wonted hide
as dull; an addict spurned and pining more;
Her waters wet my mouth, but leave me dried:
A sweet abyss to sink forevermore.
  What bliss should deem to do as seem to spite,
  That bursts from shuttered love with stronger right?

-March 28,2006

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  • (3/28/2006 9:18:00 AM)

    Bit like Shakespeare..: -) (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, March 28, 2006

Poem Edited: Tuesday, March 28, 2006

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