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Ghazal-The Spell In the Potion

Incited by her Allure Sensuelle... a vulnerable man is noticed by all. Quite by nature, I rarely frequent clubs... loud music turns me into a demon from hell. She brought me so many Martinis on the Rocks... I drank them too quickly and took a bad fall. The spell in the potion must have acted too slowly... I showed her respect, but she became too sensual. Discovering the foul play, I was dismayed by her madnesss... she left in a hurry and disappeared down the crowded hall. Entered in Jared Pickett's contest, " The Ghazal "

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Linda-Marie Sweetheart

Date: 4/13/2010 5:15:00 AM

What a wonderful poem Andrew and Jared will certainly luv this entry for his contest.. good luck my friend.. if u go back to my WINNERS OF POETRY BOOK contest blog I left u a message there ... have a blessed day ..luv.. "Sweetheart"

Charmaine Chircop

Date: 4/12/2010 4:41:00 PM

I enjoyed reading this fantastic poem..Charma

Carolyn Devonshire

Date: 4/12/2010 7:22:00 AM

Very intriguing tale about the way alcohol can affect us. I don't frequent bars either, Andrew, and when the music is too loud, it gets irritating. The ghazal is an interesting and challenging form. You handle it well and I wish you success! Love, Carolyn

Doris Culverhouse

Date: 4/12/2010 6:15:00 AM

enjoyed reading must be a love potion...I don't like loud music anymore