What Am I?
By Lady Poetry
Where am I
What am I
Who am I
Nobody knows.
I am the icy finger.
That runs down your spine.
I am that fear.
And I'm giving you mine.
I am the tear that runs down your cheek.
I am the eyes that bleed and that cry.
I prevent you from moving as evil arthritis.
Causing such pain.
I'm making you share.
As frost lain on the ground.
I'm freezing you out.
With a full bloodied clout.
I am a vapour.
I ooze and I drift.
I cover your shape with my form, as I shift.
Fiddling eternally with my bleistift.
I make you shake.
Shiver and quake.
As love to you, I continue to make.
In ecstasy with excitement.
For I am the beautiful toxic witch.
Gets under your skin,
Hell I'll make you itch.
The princess of ebony black.
The princess of white.
The lady of darkness.
In which I delight.
I am the gentle pen.
I speak out loud with lusty might!
By ladylivvi1
© 2013 ladylivvi1 (All rights reserved)
Author's Note:
Guessing game!Comments on "What Am I?"
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On Thursday, December 12, 2013, Lady Poetry
(38) wrote:
Thank you for your comments xx Much appreciated!
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On Thursday, December 12, 2013, infinitebeing
(80) wrote:
VERY INTENSE I ENJOYED THIS
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On Thursday, December 12, 2013, inhisbelly
(39) wrote:
A horrific mistress you've conjured here. I'm left in need of a hug and some Benadryl for this awful itch. Lovely write.
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A former member wrote:
This is so good I wish I could write this well.
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A former member wrote:
"I am that fear / and I'm giving you mine." You most certainly did . . . shockingly vivid. Fabelhaft!
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On Wednesday, December 11, 2013, Dejected_Worth
(81) wrote:
Both sensual and soul stealing... makes for a great read
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On Wednesday, December 11, 2013, megaprime81
(740) wrote:
Great write. 10