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Rated: 13+ · Poetry · Personal · #1681284
A poem about regret.
I want as if of need, to get away from this mess,
Down here a merry old holiday called Death,
Short memory span took the blame,
To get your face out of my head.
Bought Aphrodite, this is where it all ends,
Doll Aphrodite, will you love me just the same?

I sowed my love
On those youthful lips
Where folly, forgiveness, still pleads,
I sold my love.

She had dark brown eyes
Like bark from an ancient tree
Whose time has come to meet
The earth that surrounds its wooden feet.
She had long, black hair,
Coal from flame spared.

Her smooth skin
Was moonlight on cement spilled,
Oh, great daughter of water and silk.

I have yet to love you
As I have learned to hate the world,
Maybe someday,
I will buy you a rose again.

Bought Aphrodite,
Will you still love me,
As you did yesterday?


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