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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required JUST A DROP ! Immaculate and pure. Without blemish nor blame, only flames of beauty- which kills. Two ripen pawpaws, sharp like the peak, Of an hummingbird. Her physiognomy, brooding eyes and a thin neck. Her bewitching gap, like a termite’s. No blemish, if any, blame the sculptor. I begged her “Can I draw from thy well ?” She gazed at me, paused and smiled, intentionally to kill me. “Nay; it’s soiled.” I pressed again, quench my thirst,my thing troubles me” Reluctantly she answered “I am living dead,young man,GO AWAY FROM ME “ How it cuts mercilessly to my inside marrow. Toned between tears I felt into her arms, she held me like a baby and whispered “Friend, I am rotting inside “ I mustered up my bravado , ” You are not dead , I can touch you, nI feel you. Just a drop and am done….” She graciously warned “You are pure, don’t die soon son of my mother” I nagged her, ”To wet my thing…which troubles me.” When I insisted,she yielded to the calling of my ‘ other being’. She embraced me.Our lips met in the air, Filled with the ambience of romance…or was it infatuation? I grabbed her madly,I held her to my tiny broad breast. Hers heaved to and forth. She trembled. I died, or so I thought. In a flash of an eye, I had traversed her well. TO AND FRO-once and I felt contented. CONSCIOUSLY,I gazed at her, who now lied beside me. Accusingly I querried” What have you done? Who are you?” She replied between sobs, “My well is contaminated. You have drawn from my well, we are dying souls.” Before I could chip in, she added “If you die early, I promise to attend your last prayers! And if I die early, attend mine. Do you know why, Because my people will recognize you in ‘MY LIST ‘ I sort absolution from God, and comforted myself “Whoever confesses their sins, shall be forgiven “ I woke up.
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