Sunday, September 25, 2011

Punch-Drunk

Eternity marked by your rancorous knack
A timetable in marble engraved
When a shard of your specter caught in my back
Unto you, I'm eternal enslaved

I cannot ignore the whim of your favor
nor endure artifice in your eyes
I'm effete to defy your virulent flavor,
the ruinous sting of your lips on my thighs