Love and Lust

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Love and Lust

We are the rose red flower,
Only present in the midnight hour.
In our bed of crimson lust,
We consamate our false trust.
True love this feeling is not,
Just a passion I should've fought.

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jeanpnkldyg commented on Love and Lust

02-21-2011

Your secret's safe with me! ........ ;) Short and sweet.

Jordan98 commented on Love and Lust

11-23-2010

very nicely written you are good.........!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1

Charlie23 commented on Love and Lust

01-16-2010

Oh my! I fell a little a silly for something that I had recently posted, other than I'm sure my reasoning for mine was very different than the reasoning for this one. Based on the image and title, I imagine your words are very poetic if I had been able to read them...

Hampton commented on Love and Lust

11-04-2009

Translation please or at least some commentary that leads one to their own translation. Then again, maybe your intent was privacy.

quickwrite

11/04/2009

you guessed it

If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.

Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) American poet.

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