by soad88

Deutsch: Rose mit Rauhreif / Eiskristallen

“Take O! Take those lips away,

Those so sweetly were forsworn,

And those eyes, the break of day,

Lights that do mislead the morn;

But my kisses bring again

                                                               Bring again

Seals of love, but sealed in vain,

                                                                           Sealed in vain.”

                                             –William Shakespeare

Forbid me sight of rosy lips

Masters of that poisonous kiss,

Stealing mind and breath away

Spurting weeds of love

To stay

Stare not in jade-n eyes

Promising comfort

But speaking only lustful lies

Be not lured into traps

of counterfeit paradise

And obsolete bliss

Seduce me not with warm embrace

Deceit me not with untainted taste

O’ pseud of love

Leave be.

Poseur of daily dreams

You are but

A whim at hand


Of lust and desire

Fire of hazy compassion

Burning endlessly

Never ending Passion.

2 Comments to “Passion”

  1. Fire and hazy compassion awkes the dichotomies of passion… loved it!

  2. couldn’t have put it better myself wow! I should change the last line and steal yours…lol 🙂

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