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by RavishingEruption Jun 21, 2007
Love, romance /
Silence lurks in every corner
Revealing to me a weeping mourner.
I turn to find the piteous sound
When suddenly my knees meet the ground.
As I am bent over the ground
I see a figure in a shroud.
His presence still lingers here
My stride is quickened by my fear.
As I close the gap between us
I think 'What's the fuss?'
Then a thought starts nagging
But his foot stops dragging.
He whirled around to smile
Then he looked at me awhile.
He started to me slowly
While I screamed silently.
He grabbed me and we kissed
Despite my will, I could not resist.
He stole my heart and left me there
So next time you hear a cry, beware.
He's like the night's sweet kiss
But his kiss bestows no bliss.
You might think that this is art
But he's the Phantom of my heart.....
by silent turbulence
Such a wonderful piece of your work. The poem was penned perfectly. Great poem 5/5.
One word...beautiful, you did a great job simply amazing 10/5
Sexeh! Awsome, keep up the exalent work!