Loves Dying Kiss Poem by Matt Delight
Loves Dying Kiss
Striking out towards the air
Grabbing, biting my love is dying
Life from your eyes a miss
My lady once was so fair
Entangled, wrapped and lying
Your lips are what I yearn to kiss
But my venom would make you ill
So come here and stop this flying
Sitting, watching, waiting this
Unmovable I am but my love is so easy to twist
A wish to be free to move to have my will
If only my love could keep her here.
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