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Tepid Soul

Endless is life's array of decadent sweets
Chosen only to partake a portion of treats

Ever aware of the fleeted glances my way
Ashamed by my ecstasy and willingness to fray

Storms within beg to jump into seas of calm
I dare just skin the surface with my palm

Cracks run down the length of my shield
As I feel myself finally begin to yield

My clothes stripped bare with open skin
I submerge myself and take it all in

Violent cold enters my every pore
My breathless gasps as I wish for everything and more

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  1. Date: 9/10/2012 1:53:00 PM

    again stoped by to read this poem of yours as similer to my troubled soul xx davidscott

  1. Date: 9/6/2012 11:35:00 AM

    wicked introspection reminds me of the obne i wrote called troubled soul again i like the pattern xx david scott