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Disciple of Desire

A fragrant flower left by the glamorous gods
For me to praise and panoramically ponder
A monolithic maiden rising from the pods
As each day my hopes grow fanatically fonder

Within the day she is the shimmering summer sun
Within the night she is the mated magnetic moon
Oh the wishful web that I have spontaneously spun
So I may wakefully wallow in my candescent cocoon

A congenial carnivorous Venus fly trap
Feverously floating toward her fallacious fumes
Euphorically embracing as her wings begin to flap
As I find myself in one of her tenebrous tombs

Left to rootly rot as I rapturously retire
For I shall be known as a disciple of desire.


July.12.2016
Limerence - Poetry Contest
By  Nayda Ivette Negron

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David Smith

Date: 7/12/2016 9:46:00 PM

You do know your words and use them well. Your mind may be more ordered than you think. Something for you to ponder should you desire from inside your web of wishes. Your poem is not lost and flies even in this Kiwi land though far from your land. I send it back to you all wrapped up in superlatives. David in NZ

Winged Warrior
Date: 7/12/2016 10:19:00 PM

I am a creator of all and master of none...when it comes to poetry I'm trapped between being dyslexic and an idiot savant...never read a book(only poetry)...my spelling and grammar in school were atrocious...even till this day lol...and I thank you very much for your kind words David...I shall have a Kiwi in your honor lol...god bless...^WW^