Wednesday, 26 February 2014

Fling


Eyes like sweet nectar reels me in

Like Eve, I hunger for the forbidden

If caught, the devil bears the blame

The danger thrills,

It dissolves wills

Right or wrong fades

Awashed in the  web of Hades

I cling, I long for the sting

Wishing it wasn’t all but a fling

For I’m drawn like cancer to the body

I’m attached like lice to the hair

I’m stuck like pimple to the face

I’m pulled like pin to a magnet

Yet I must pretend

With another to whom I pledge

Undying devotion

I have now become Janus

A robot that serves its master and

A companion to a company

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