Scrivener

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Scribe my soul with
strong hands,
soft kisses,
sin-stained thoughts...

Judging me -
not by my tattered and imperfect cover,
but by the delicately sordid pages within.

Author of my most base desires,
pen my darkest secrets
on the depths of me;

compose the dark wants
I dare not script on my own.

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jthserrajthserraover 14 years ago
Nicely done...

I like the sustained metaphor in this one, how you built it as the poem formed. Well done.

jth

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