Mia Persson


Elinor's Tale - Poem by Mia Persson

Adde in me a sophistic feel for tungsten edged senselessness
And do unto me what hath forever abided my time
Find in thy spirit an ignition of spitefulness
And casteth thy love in this burning heart of mine

Forever I beg for thine arms to embrace
A single silhouette of my scarred soul
Openest thy hands and holdest my face
Look into my brown windows, and bid me from losing control.

Amidst smiles and conversations like fire
Gleam our eyes before one another
Blood pulseth alive with desire
As both cross claws intertwined in each other.

Like a rose pryethe out to the sky
My voice open, I prithee not to forget
Should I ever leave the soil, thine and die
Then restest not for it is threat.


Comments about Elinor's Tale by Mia Persson

  • Rookie Francesca Christian (5/4/2012 4:44:00 AM)

    This one is astonishing! So romantic, so sweet and deadly! (Report) Reply

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  • Freshman - 560 Points Sara Fielder (2/17/2012 5:53:00 PM)

    Absolutely beautiful Mia. I love it's sensuality and formality. My votes don't register, but I would have rated it a 10 for sure. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, February 17, 2012

Poem Edited: Saturday, February 18, 2012


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