Just touch the scarlet of my heart.
Don’t say to me you’ll never leave,
Don’t play me for a fool naïve.
Just pierce my heart as if a dart,
Then from the wound I’ll come apart.
But for me may you never grieve,
Just touch the scarlet.
Now take my essence, sweet and tart.
Upon my head lay down your weave,
To cover now my hearts last heave.
Don’t ever play the martyrs part,
Just touch the scarlet.
© 2004
Michael David Morash
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Touch The Scarlet
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- mdmorash
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Humor is the only test of gravity, and gravity of humor; for a subject which will not bear raillery is suspicious, and a jest which will not bear serious examination is false wit.
Aristotle (384 BC - 322 BC)
How poor are they who have not patience! What wound did ever heal but by degrees.
-- William Shakespeare
Aristotle (384 BC - 322 BC)
How poor are they who have not patience! What wound did ever heal but by degrees.
-- William Shakespeare
- Jade
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This was a beautiful poem. I loved it. I read it three times. Awesome.
aimed with angry art,
words can sting like all things
but it's silence that breaks the heart
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