Curse of Love / Meeting Strangers

Penned on June 15 2007

Curse of love/Meeting strangers

Watch , before you leap,
Theres always someone under your skin,
Like a true friend she behests your mind,
But within the whisker of seconds she fades away.

Veiled under the robes of clergy,
Her forces  are always  ready ,
To witness your gore and pain.
Her machete (knieve) runs so deep,
That Like a fiend ,she stabs in broad day.

Running down through that stoic sundale street,
She flaunts poignant words of faith,
The piece of abattoir you tried to gulp with her,
within a few seconds she mocks with disgust, 
And your toxicated mind feels pale.

On the Nuptial day ,when you try to be insane,
And when you exachange your oceanic breathes.
With her slit tongue she tries to lick all your pain,
And like a cerebral assassin she tries to soveriegn.