Tuesday, December 4, 2007

I'm hotter than the wax from a candle
that drips in the dim light of romance--
Adam loves Eve
although strong in stature and pride
his love for her makes his soul quake.
The worst of confines is the prison of the mind;
with laws made by the heart and enforced by blind love.
But doesn't blind love cause a prison of the mind?
a deep prison in the mind that holds secrets.
The tension is building; it's time to release it,
and I can't fight it; I have to increase it.
It is my spirit in the air of autumn.

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