Love is A Gift And A Curse
A potion enfused with intoxicating
words a melody so peculiar soothing,
My Mind On Standby Awaiting,
The Eruption Of Thoughts So Seductive.

A Snare So Insidious Once Uttered it, Illuminates Foreign Illusions .
A Offer Most Tempting Each Word More Tempting As the Previous Ones ,
A Crime Of Passion Stripping the Pebbels of a rose so Graciously.
A Curse indeed my Greatest Treasure, A mantra so ominous it convices,
The most perplexed rose to seek comfort in the arms of a felonious villian .
A Burden
A Curse...!
A Gift that feeds of the Loss of Others a deed so sinister it Excites The Very Blood that runs through My hollow Veins A Crime Of Passion My Heart Committed.

Love A Melody Once Uttered it, Portrays Heaven on Earth in the form of Words an Amorphous That
Takes The form of a Devine Angel ,
a crime committed by a Dark Angel
My Gift A Blessings and a Curse I,
refuse to Commit Such Treason My Gift a Treasure I presume ?
© -R.Smith