Brief, One-sided Conversation In a Storm

By Doom Mantra

Forgive me, your existence serves to
break me
I am sure of it
The elegance in your manner--
the divinity of a woman
Shame me for these thoughts depraved
The ghost of obsession with its iron grip
and yet I find myself not
wanting to escape,
stalking your footprints
forever if I must or
until this agony finds me dead
Your name carved in every space
your name, your name

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Copyright 2020 Doom Mantra
Published on Monday, March 30, 2020.     Filed under: "Love" and "Poetry"

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February 2020
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  • 13sonsofgod On Wednesday, April 1, 2020, 13sonsofgod (857)By person wrote:


  • TropicalSnowstorm On Monday, March 30, 2020, TropicalSnowstorm (1772)By person wrote:

    Lovely piece! The flow and word choice is wonderful. “ stalking your footprints forever if I must,” great imagery! Ciao, T/S Scholar

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