A Poem by df

With much expense of energy
did I reach terminal velocity,
escaping the gravity 
you so endearingly
refer to as ardency.

But now with much vehemency,
comes to pass another fealty
of which I watch with cruelty.
Another has fallen into trajectory,
driven by your very beauty.

Now I lie in agony,
wishing were it my apogee
that traversed your physiognomy,
a dream now far, substantially,
like God's own sanctity

© 2012 df

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an omnium-gatherum of agonies must be the dowry of those who dare to be inspired by beauty, but when does cruelty come in? Perhaps it is when the Muse is found to be a mere human, not a sprite or a saint. Despite beauty she lessens in our eyes. or he :) but once in a while come along muses who can be forgiven anything, even their humanity. Those the pen does not forget even long after they have grown tired of our odes, lays, and sonnets. I think my thoughts have wandered from the subject of your poem, I'm sorry..

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Added on July 22, 2012
Last Updated on July 22, 2012
Tags: science, beauty, love, jealousy



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