Up in the woods of gloom he walked,
Walked alone to seek a mate for soul,
Soul touched by the lighted dark,
Dark enough where spirits unseen,
Unseen unvalued, Unvalued Valued,
Valued were the flowers,
Flowers that bred the venom,
Venom to bring death sweer and stark,
Stark prevailed the engulfing lust,
Lust for the bodies and lost was love,
Love he wished could be sought,
Sought someone to be held in arms,
Arms to entangle him in warm rings,
Rings his arms around her to world unseen,
Unseen be their selves for even love is blind,
Blind be hence the preasure they live,
Live forever may this verse,
Verse that surpasses the carnal,
Carnal beyond which the world's typhlotic,
Typhlotic to see the souls unite,
Unite they see the carcasses,
Carcasses be deceptive,
Deceptive the ones who who care for cases,
Cases meant for libidinous make up,
Up the woods of gloom he walked,
Walked alone for no one saw beyond.
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How incredibly unique and unusual!!! I love the circular motion of this, the wholeness and completeness. Yet, a convoluted journey with metaphor and simile...a masterful expression of repetition. How very deep and thought provoking...some incredibly challenging philosophical allusions.
This is really a very strong and fascinating piece for your first offering! I have to keep my eye on you!
Thanks a lot Gone Girl. I'll try to live up to the expectations.
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