Ah. It is you.
The lover named.
And yet we did not meet before that day.
Invited, at my side you seized a place
So quick in gifting words
That my departure would delay.
My ego flattered
By well-chosen twists of phrase
The subtext combed, alluding,
To seduce and hold —
A master of your craft.
Enticed. Unwittingly myself I find
Reciprocating to your honeyed notes in kind.
No. Temptress. I am not yet caught. Await.
Such reckless lovelorn folly is not mine.
Yet when your gaze is fixed upon the stage
My spirit soars and at your will I twine,
Embracing boundless depths — one aim in mind:
Adoring. Your devotion to engage.
Mine even in your absence… untamed muse —
I grow afraid of what in loving I might lose.
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http://dailypost.wordpress.com/2013/12/16/prompt-holidays-past/
Excellent Vic, have a great day, MM 🍀
A wonderful day to you too and many thanks, MM.
Very, very, good.
A double measure of goodness? 🙂 Thank you.
You’re welcome
😀
Nice one!!
Thank you.
Excellent imagery – the tangled web that we weave to get what we want! Made me think about the Sirens, and the song they sung to draw sailors to their doom – a little like Love, perhaps?!?
Lovely.
And apparently your internet is repaired?
Thank you, Kavalkade. Lovely of you to say so.
Not yet. The engineer is yet to make an appearance so my connection is intermittent and I am borrowing a mac to be online (it doesn’t like PCs apparently). Can’t get on Twitter, although I tried. Very frustrating.
Hmm, very strange.
Twitter has an online UI also so you can can get on.
https://twitter.com/
I actually tweet mostly from TweetDeck on my PC, haha.
I am not a slave to my phone! I’m a slave to my PC…
Yeah, I’m a PC, and not a Mac… 😉
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