- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Under A Fusillade Of Popping Kernel
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a sonnet
Please tell me, love, how much I mean to you -
That we're not wrong to have our fates collide.
Give me your heart, your body let me glide.
From gloom release me, all my fears subdue.
Embroiled in an existence so askew,
Reveal my soul? That would burn deep inside,
For then you'd know I'm both Jekyll and Hyde!
And how could you be sure our love is true?
Within this black pit, blind as death I lay,
Unfeeling, numb, my confidence astray...
Deny me not your love for time eternal!
By hearing your voice, all my doubts disperse.
It'll be, my love, as if I quench my thirst
Beneath a fusillade of popping kernel.
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