Hello my sweet boy, you appear so handsome
in that black suit with them Indian ink eyes
Hello Mrs. Tigress, how very neat to
see you so far from the morning sun
My sweet boy, where are you hurrying to?
How about a late date, only you and me?
Pardon Mrs. Tigress, you wish me to linger?
However, I must say we should not be together today.
You have the connections and goods I need.
Yet, the desires may lead to a reckoning on your life.
Open wide and accept the bites of fate
For one of us may not come back,
Will you still come here?
My sweet boy, a quick dance, a light meal.
Will it really hurt? I promise pleasure will come.
Oh Mrs. Tigress, I know I do have needs
but they say you cannot buy love in this world.
The old and up right, what do they know.
Come away with me and you will surely gain new knowledge.
My dear Mrs. Tigress, I want too. I do.
Yet you do not seem to understand my company will be your doom.
You have the love I need
but I fear it too great and will rip you apart.
Still you ask for one simple task.
The meal waits so open wide and accept the fate.
We will not survive
me or you, one of us coming out alive.
If I go with you we will know
if love saves the soul or causes rot
and cuts your heart in two.
You, sweet, have all I am craving
but somehow the demands may be too much.
You have taken the seat at the table.
The fates are coming at you full speed and claim your heart.
Accept with arms wide open and do not fight.
For one of us might not make it through the night,
How can the world act so?
You love.
You die.
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Poetry of the Tides
PoetryA series of poems with different meanings and moods. They are all here and have been here a good time from the tides of my mind. I give you some entries of earnest tidings.
