A Yorkshire Poet Poet Dramatic Verse

Dark Warm Stare

This pleasure stands before me 
This mind freeing relaxing silk
I hear it speak in laughter has others need it’s milk

I see it’s colour of darkness and try to find its light
I know if I let my will free it’s ruins another night.

The aroma floats around me, I close my eyes and I can taste its flavours too
Part of mind is swaying to let myself free whilst part of it steadies this broken fool.

I sit and look at my enemy, my nemesis doesn’t speak but screams it’s silent menace under a dark warm stare

I walk away from its taunting of me 
and leave the full glass of red wine standing there.

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Arturo Michael July 21, 2019 at 6:09 PM Love the concept and the write...you could leave the wine right there... A Yorkshire Poet July 22, 2019 at 3:22 AM Hi, Thanks for your comments. This is how I ended it with something that took control of me. Cheers,