Annie Cordelia Adams

For Scooner, A Million Times 'yes! '

There's nothing like the alien feeling
Being invaded by the sightless captor.
And what we do not know.
Unbridled emotion, roiling our insides
like a flume of smoke molten in the oil.
And it never goes out.
And it never stops eating.
And it never stops feeding.
Until the heart stops beating.

Topic(s) of this poem: love

Poem Submitted: Monday, March 7, 2016

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Comments about For Scooner, A Million Times 'yes! ' by Annie Cordelia Adams

  • Mike SmithMike Smith (3/7/2016 10:57:00 PM)

    Brilliant. In reference to a proposal perhaps? Or am I reading to far into the title

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