That Woman...A Poem by Nansi London I've only just write this for this contest...and it was a task! lol It may sound a bit choppy but its the best I could do for now. London
That Woman… High in class. Too costly to look upon… Lock thy lids from this woman Whom soul’s shadowy windows block out morning’s dawn. Bogusly rational… This fatal woman’s spirit Worrying not of your loath Worrying not of your horror that you show to it. Savor that final drop of light… That light that plays upon twilight’s last ray. For it is in gloomy thick obscurity By pallid hands, your soul, that woman, will bury from day. © 2008 Nansi London |
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Added on September 30, 2008 Last Updated on September 30, 2008 Author
Nansi LondonNassau, BahamasAboutWhat is there to say? I am but a passionate lover to my calling. I am a writer here...but I am a creator to the world of those you will read about. As writing is a passion for me, so is everything.. more..Writing
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