Long Copper colored Poems

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Amor meus

At this point we're hovering between addiction and insanity
LOVE IS CRAZY! 
Atleast that's what she says... that's before I light another one
Our affair is fragile
Matters of the heart need patience, sometimes all they need is sex... Whatever it is,
 I'll be at peace if it's with her
There's a fragrance about her 
The scent of our first date, 
My cologne fighting her defiant perfume
The first time I willingly let her take my breath away
you know you're in love when you start to heal from the wounds waged by your past lovers,
I'm a man of many vices
I'm nonchalant on Mondays, arrogant on Tuesdays, For the rest of the week I just don't care anymore
At this point I love her a little more than Adam loved eve
I've searched and I've searched
Time and again
Beneath the sun and above the soil
For the warmth I lost in my mother's womb
She's five foot six, copper colored skin and smiles like she's on salary to do so
And if she was to have a child without me..... 
I would easily be a stepfather.


Premium Member Natural Order

That diamondback with turquoise eye
Beneath the copper colored sky
Is best left there alone to lie
Aware of ev'ry passerby
Commanding it's respect

But lofty prowling also reigns
If not supreme its threat remains
So vigilance is what maintains
The losses equal to the gains
This delicate balance to protect

Each predator will become prey
When stars of night find stars of day
The system was designed that way
To keep the intellect at bay
That would upset that order

LIke most designs it has its flaws
For those who don't respect its laws
And seek to fill rapacious jaws
Displaying disrespectful maws
Which grin within disorder

The snake that lies in plastic grass
The raptor’s flight through prismal glass
Are visions meant not but to pass
As though they were but sheen on frass
Only useful when they’re rent asunder

Philosophers are left to ponder
Why nature would allow this wander
'Tween balance here, disorder yonder
Peacemakers struggle… troublemakers squander
Ill-gotten gains, their rotten plunder
Form: Didactic

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