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A Poem by Zoie Pain

She came

to me in the dead of night,

All
flowing locks and emerald eyes

Her voice
was soft, almost tragic

I felt my
heart leap then fall in rhythm

Of her breath and her beating heart

A light
followed in her wake

 

My angel
with a dirty face,

 

Such
bless yet just a beautiful disaster

 

Too many
questions and never an answer,

 

I call
her name when I sleep with my lovers

 

Her face
painted in murals across my every memor

 

My very
own damnation a first class ticket

 

To a
world from which I will never return

 

I fell in
love I fell in lust, I fell into her drinking her affection like a fine wine

 

Drinking
her like she was the last drop of water

 

In my all
but raw throat cried out for mercy

 

While she
danced careless circles on my tongue

 

My body
shaking with a longing that only she could ever cause

 

My
thoughts race with visions of her on top of me

 

Our
bodies rocking in tune

 

As if
they have always know how to move

 

And my
tongue knows just were to go

 

I've
spent years pining for her, for the hell that is sure to come with her

 

I laying
waiting for her venomous bit,

 

Such
beauty with a black heart

 

No room
for true love

 

But even
with my last blood gargling breath ....

 

I will whisper
that fatal

 

I love
you

© 2009 Zoie Pain


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Zoie Pain
Zoie Pain

Kent, WA



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I grew up in what use to be the small town of Savannah GA. Since I moved away 2 years ago it seems that everything there is now booming into an uncontrolled big city. The thought makes me sad. I live .. more..

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A Poem by Zoie Pain