Sunday, 27 May 2012

Cocktail


Just... trying something out for fun :D

Trollers gonna troll~

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Cocktail 

In synch we float

around the sticky, thick web of love

under swirling currents that melt and molt to form passion

do you not see--the scarlet deformity of jealousy

and thicket of lusting silk-- the epitome of desire

flickering and flashing,

desiring the thicket of silk and lusting

with jealousy--the deformed scarlet sight.

Passion melts and molts into swirling currents

that lie thickly over the loving--sticky--web,

which we float on in synch. 


1 comment:

  1. LOL YOU MADE YOUR POEM LONGER BY CHANGING SENTENCE STRUCTURE
    OMG YOU'RE SO SMART.
    ^^

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