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The Taste of Love
Burning fires
hide my desire
through fields of ecstacy
I feel your words on the tip of my tongue
Aching to leave me
Unwanting your influence upon me
it drags me
Lost but for the hope
that I shall love you
take back my discourse
for what you've done
the life you sacrificed
I dine on your heart
it fills me quite well
it gives me all that I need
and I know now the taste of love
hide my desire
through fields of ecstacy
I feel your words on the tip of my tongue
Aching to leave me
Unwanting your influence upon me
it drags me
Lost but for the hope
that I shall love you
take back my discourse
for what you've done
the life you sacrificed
I dine on your heart
it fills me quite well
it gives me all that I need
and I know now the taste of love
Published 18th Sep 2011
| Edited 1st Oct 2011
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18th Sep 2011 11:07am
18th Sep 2011 11:30am
I wrote this in about a minute after reading about (as well as some of her poetry) Emily Dickinson. Is it odd I find the fact she was a hermit romantic?
18th Sep 2011 5:42pm
hmmm... I dont think its totally odd exactly I mean I read a piece not 2 days ago about this girl who made friends with a manically depressed girl who was in love with her biological brother... so I dont find it odd or discomforting at all. But this was a pretty cool piece, it reminds me only in a small way of my piece "Fire" but still in sort of a depressing romantic way this one is really sweet. I dont really know how to say it better but I liked it.
14th Jun 2012 9:37pm
Your words have to flow, at least it helps when you structure a poem. Some flow better than others. But, as I read yours, I hit some walls along the way. But, i like what you have.
