The poem talks about the love between a vampire and human
Perhaps it was strange
After a long gone decade
I took a turn
And there she was
She walked down the fountain
On barefoot as I stare
Nothing has really changed
Hopefully I have missed out
She kept on living in this insight
All the while I was away
A romantic candle night
On the cradle of love with me
I thought it twice
How ignorant I was
Living in a protection
Only the dark could offer
The passion to draw close
Would never heal her wounds
For her blood will I seek
Than the refreshing breath from her kiss
The basement of the sacred hall
Was where we had our first grip of love
Where she whined fervently
When we deflowered each other
Away from home
Am immortalised to isolate from
But this memory will live on
On the trail of our meet
Poetry by Owen
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Written on 2009-11-10 at 17:30
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TWILIGHT DIVIDE
Perhaps it was strange
After a long gone decade
I took a turn
And there she was
She walked down the fountain
On barefoot as I stare
Nothing has really changed
Hopefully I have missed out
She kept on living in this insight
All the while I was away
A romantic candle night
On the cradle of love with me
I thought it twice
How ignorant I was
Living in a protection
Only the dark could offer
The passion to draw close
Would never heal her wounds
For her blood will I seek
Than the refreshing breath from her kiss
The basement of the sacred hall
Was where we had our first grip of love
Where she whined fervently
When we deflowered each other
Away from home
Am immortalised to isolate from
But this memory will live on
On the trail of our meet
Poetry by Owen
Read 673 times
Written on 2009-11-10 at 17:30
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Phyllis J. Rhodes |
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by Owen Latest textsFROM A POET TO A POETGEMINI SECRET WORDS UNTITLED HEART DEEP |
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