a study toward sonnet #1,024 by FisherKingKQJ
You searched my face with looks of fear
In your great, limpid brown and black doe eyes;
Not knowing whether I would cheer or jeer,
When I was ready to confirm you as my prize.
I pulled you down, your thighs across my thighs,
One of your tears soaking a drooping tress,
Your words being self-deluded short of lies,
We weren't bad for each other, I did stress.
For my view of you you didn't care less,
Persisted with your critique of your strength,
You were feisty cornered under duress,
You would roll with the punches at length.
Next, between us welled the strangest feeling,
Two cold fish busied with darkest healing.
(Chorus)
o $10,000,000 feeling
o $10,000,000 emotion
o $10,000,000 humour
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