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Exorcism

Hold your hands
In incantation,
Let them fondle and soothe
These throes that
Overgrow in my heart.
I long for your incantations
Like the beaker
Overflows.
This rending thirst
I need to quench.
Forage throughout my essence
And deliver me from love.
Deliver me from guilt,
Rescue my core
From possession.

I, this barren she of feelings,
No longer want to think
Of desire,
From love I wish
To be evicted.


© 2009 Stefania Carmen Misaila

depressionlost lovelovemefree verse

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John Rhinem

June 21, 2009 at 5:42 PM

Smile~Why would someone as precious and talented as "Yourself," ever wish anything less than the wonderful beautu which "You" surely seem to be, "Gifted Stephanie Carmen Misaila!!!":):)~Every write of "Yours" which I have thus far viewed, has been laced with exceptional wonders; which translates into beauty!!!:):)~Do "You" know why? Because "You" write from the very core, of the ultimate place of treasures, "Your Beautiful Soul!!!":):)~"My Love & Warmth to 'You,' Always, John!!!"~On we go....