Howling Madly

wolfbittenpoet · 04-03-2011, 08:05 PM

If words were like raindrops
Noah's flood would only half approach
The untamed longing in my heart
To please my gentle lover
She who whispers in tender carresses
Inspiration
Yet I drown sometimes when cruel mistress she becomes
Trying to swallow around words
Being torn to shreds by emotion
I cannot convey
Until I lie in broken sharded sanity
Weeping ink and sobbing sonnets
A broken battered beloved
Yet still I shall crawl
On hand and knee to worship at her feet
For she is inspiration
My muse who stands hidden
A ghost in my shadow
Brave daughter of memory thy name is Calliope

04-03-2011, 08:05 PM	#9
wolfbittenpoet Member How Do You Identify?: Typewriter Boy Preferred Pronoun?: He/They Relationship Status: Single Join Date: Sep 2010 Location: FL where cows go mooooo Posts: 535 My Photo Gallery Thanks: 893 Thanked 1,579 Times in 403 Posts Rep Power: 7518427	If words were like raindrops Noah's flood would only half approach The untamed longing in my heart To please my gentle lover She who whispers in tender carresses Inspiration Yet I drown sometimes when cruel mistress she becomes Trying to swallow around words Being torn to shreds by emotion I cannot convey Until I lie in broken sharded sanity Weeping ink and sobbing sonnets A broken battered beloved Yet still I shall crawl On hand and knee to worship at her feet For she is inspiration My muse who stands hidden A ghost in my shadow Brave daughter of memory thy name is Calliope __________________ Burn Burn Burn