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Tuesday, 3 January 2017

[Poem] Rattled

You ruined me with your smile,
From lips too nectarous;
And eyes that smoked volumes,
Touching my core gingerly.

You spoiled me with your touch,
Like butterfly's wings, only bolder;
Darkened with the path you traced,
Owning me in totality.

You seized my mind and made it yours,
Rattling my ribs to loins;
Caged with the want of your presence,
Falling into dark abyss clinging to me.

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