Ballad #9 Poem by Aziz Akrish

Ballad #9



I will cherish the day I found you Alice,
for without you my happiness would be empty like an old chalice,
I'd love to fondle what is under thy garments,
kiss on thy neck, thou are so charming,
let thou kiss me on my mouth, for thy love is better than wine.

Thursday, July 10, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: gothic
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