A love by Keith D AllisonTo kill
To die for
The fire of twinge living
In the explosion of emotions
For less
Cant be
Or should not be
Passion that squall within the night
Rising, falling
In the cascade of its winds
That zenith in the stars
All is broken
In the grey of day
As the thunder crack
Honey, take out the trash
Laughter
As sweet as the kiss
Ingredient shared
In a love
To kill and die for
07/08/2006 Posted on 07/09/2006 Copyright © 2025 Keith D Allison
Member Comments on this Poem |
Posted by Gregory O'Neill on 07/09/06 at 05:05 AM Hi Keith. Very fresh language here. Passions seen juxaposed. Vibrant! |
Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 07/09/06 at 03:55 PM A love to kill or die for is truly one worth nurturing and salvaging especially when the proverbial thunder cracks. |
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