Sonnet 3A Poem by Jeremy BakerMy lustful love for you, beguiling all, Tarpeia, the Queen of contradiction. Tarnish desire, to bring about my fall: and prove again pure love is pure fiction. A glass, a vat, of wine to toast your crown, you love your lies, your truth is so abstruse. A virgin queen you shall remain alone; not one can pass; their charms are of no use. And yet I still shall seek your hand to wed, although I know the darkness in your heart. Though men pursue you only to your bed, you ne’er were hit by wing’ed Cupid’s dart. A Vestal Virgin never made good wife; so why, good men, accept unruly strife? © 2016 Jeremy BakerFeatured Review
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Added on August 11, 2011Last Updated on February 12, 2016 AuthorJeremy BakerBusselton, South West, AustraliaAboutI'm a former English & Literature teacher who has always enjoyed the magic, power and simple romance of words well written. My favourite writers include Pablo Neruda, Liam O'Flaherty, Anthony Eaton.. more.. |

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