Here is THE ORIGINAL POEM, written for YOU some time ago – and it has just been lying around on the table next to the computer ! Anyway, it WAS originally called: “IT’S TRUE!” but – it was also called: “TRANSCENDENCE!” It goes something like this:👑

Here is THE ORIGINAL POEM, written for YOU some time ago – and it has just been lying around on the table next to the computer ! Anyway, it WAS originally called: “IT’S TRUE!” but – it was also called: “TRANSCENDENCE!” It goes something like this:

I AM in LOVE [then now always] with-YOU,
[like] When you were Sweet 16! It’s oh-so-true.
But NOW You’ve changed – Your-breasts are-pen-dulous, like a milk-filled cow,
AND – I”M CRAZY ABOUT THEM! AND your bro-o-o-o-oad hips! So MUCH, now:
You’ve changed! [your] Nostrils do flare, and [now there’s] not such shiny hair,
BUT You look WONDERFUL BARE!

Yet, I’m ALSO in love with your future: AN ANCIENT CRONE,
Having a lecherous look – and a treacherous moan!
A deadly, witchy – Dangerous wench,
Who is liable to GRAB ME! and fling me on a bench,
And, with bloody lips – and blood in her eyes,

[and, yes, please] FORCE ME – DOWN! into your thighs!!

And HOWL, with sen-su-al delight,
Until I PASS OUT – into-a-sacred-night!
And! also! I just love you – in an apron wrap,
Cooking pancakes, dribbling-with strawberry-sap!
Even there, though, there’s that SAME LOOK IN YOUR EYE,
That was there at “16,” and hypnotizes YOUR guy,
Who is enraptured, by each, new amazing disguise,
And loves EVEN THE ONES – that scream!!! murderous cries!
Accusing me of BEING UNTRUE – of doing BAD things – and NOT for you!
I’m guilty! I’m guilty! (PLEASE) Punish me as you wish!!
And, as you push me down in the kitchen, upsetting every dish,
You yell: “I’m a bitch in the kitchen – and a (your) whore at heart!”
Well, I know, from me you’ll never, ever part!!
Because I OWN YOU – You’re MINE – and – it’s always been!

And SHE’ll smile!!! for-She-knows SHE’S TRANSCENDED-SIN! 🙂

fin <3

    By Peace Truth

    Life can be likened to a bouquet of roses, each with its unique charm. Some roses sparkle like raindrops, while others lose their luster in the absence of sunlight. Some roses wilt away with time, while others bloom in a kaleidoscope of colors. Some roses sag with drooping petals, while others captivate with their beauty. However, it is vital to acknowledge that the perception of beauty resides in the eyes of the beholder.

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