I try to elude you
   day after day
    to escape your grasp,
Your spell. The incantation of your call
Alas, I fail. 
  and each day I fall
    each day, I succumb 
      each day, you win. 
You consume me.
    Engulf me. 
Your clutch. 
    Locked. 
Still, I fight. 
    The linen battle lines drawn, 
I unsheathed my sword
     welcome your wrath.
                       Luis Ramirez
Written April 7, 2009
Written April 7, 2009
 
i LOVE your poem!
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I can relate to it too.
Very impressive Luis. :)
Thanks, love. You know, I had logged on, but it never notified me you had commented. Thanks again.
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