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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