the dance of the ink riddled fingers

are you very ill, or just in love?

Posted in pin the tail on the love by enisea on 15/09/2011

Roses are red
Violets are blue
I cry and laugh, and stare and glare, and stamp my feet, and throw insecurity at, scream and whisper to
And dance with you

Leaves are green
Tree bark, khaki
You pick up my pieces and very honestly, all too patiently, protectively jealously, non-stop-forgivingly
Love over me.

This love makes me ill…
almost violently.



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  1. charlie said, on 16/09/2011 at 11:14 PM

    random hi! got here thru jasmine’s blog
    nice verses, i think paul might have u shaded though =P

    • enisea said, on 18/09/2011 at 5:13 PM

      haha, thanks charlie!
      i just thought to torture any poet with a sense of rhythm! (it even makes me cringe reading it)

      i like jaz, she’s a gem! really truly!

      and paul is an absolute hero! the sort of passionate i hope to be one day soon – am currently trying to work myself pass the pharisaic phase, haha!

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