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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required ‘Tis a tingle at the tips of thy lips where I shall plant a kiss,_ then slightly lick the curves and slopes of their mounds to partake _ of the taste of treachery that lingers with thee still. Allow me to brush mine ears across the thoughts of thine mind to perceive the envy ‘twas present all this time. Embrace me as I embrace thee endearingly in mine arms. Hold me tightly mine longtime friend. Let me inhale the girth of thee and to behold the winds afoul! Harsh, sulfuric humiliating hints of hatred and disdain. Those that envelopes thy very being, encompasses thy frame_ blow the breeze of ill repute. An odor I once would argue upon and tirelessly dispute. How be it, that thee cometh unto me as mine friend? Whereby thee_ drinketh mine wine, lavish mine liquors, and upon mine food ye dine. Yet ye stir the depths of mine soul undivine to devour the very heart_ of me for thy personal selfishness and greed. O woe to Ye, that taketh unto_ thyself all that I possess: the lowly and the best, thus remains my mortal_ coil in spiritual unrest. Hark! This unwarranted union has run amok, bearing no merit and no meed! Doth not I matter in the course of life among the living? Hath mine breath_ blown in vain such as the likes of one never to be known again? What say ye of mine works, and toil I have bore unto thee in willful pain; and, toward the true liberty of hope and faith of a lifelong friend to gain. In truth, the thought of us today in this profane present time bears the horror of its’ heinous humor. For I laugh not into the path of peril nor do I stand before thee as one proud. In my somber state of dismay, I am bewildered and grieved to no relief. Mine eyes shine gray as grief to know that mine friends are close but mine enemies are closer. Now to be an unwilful acknowledgment, or better still an undeniable belief. ***01192021 Niyna***
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