Friday, August 24, 2018

Siren

This poem is about the dark side of me I don't indulge:

I would enthrall you with words
That fade into thickets green,
Tangle you in grasping vines.
Tease you with hints of heat
then saunter away.


1 comment:

  1. I like this poem. Everyone has an ugly part of themselves that stays hidden. This is Lanetta

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