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

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