Monday, December 27, 2010

11. NeleveN: Hidden in the Seams of One

I'm Madame of Verso je suis la langue:
you two get yourselves Ready, Let's Go turn
aRound lemme get a handle on my Rhyme,
I taste your Crown of Flesh. My lovebites
in Pentametrical desiRe. Come, Love,
we are One and One, parallel dipthong:
you from the Top and me from Behind, Mine
everFaithful Poetic citeoP,
my Treasure of Subject Verb and Object
de amor roma ed. What sense is this,
Romance? My Knight of Adornment, Beloved
Andres  andas por las malas, Celos--
go away once and for all. I'm a Poet
of Great Lenghths and you're my Measuring Stick.

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