Inspired by a comment I wrote for Angela. A real description of lust. - 23 November 2005


Nightingale.

The shades of the mourn,

The nightingale floor

Sings the song of the house

That grew under passion,

And romantic grounds.

 

The grapes of yesterday,

And the wine of today –

All reflect passion,

Amber, beauty and innocence.





Poetry by John Ashleigh
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Written on 2005-11-23 at 17:18

Tags Romance  Lust 

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penfold18
I'm not sure about the lust part , but the whole thing worked for me, i really like this one :-)
2005-11-23