Dark Passion Poem by Helga Valr
Dark Passion
Cold passion...
What's going on?
Your face is ashen,
Don't worry, John.
Please close your eyes
And do not speak.
Switch off your AIS.
It's my technique.
It's only pain
For your delight.
Give me the rein
Or we can fight...
You are a brute
Pretending smiling.
Set down root
Without filing! !
This night is mine -
You are my slave.
And my opine:
'Tonight we'll rave! '
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4/30/2024 9:00:28 AM # 1.0.0.1119
A good read.The writer comes across strongly and there is an air of intrigue about the poem.The limited dialogue keeps us guessing.10.