a study toward sonnet #1,455 by FisherKingKQJ
(llv)
That live in lover choice sped chaotic mess,
Her fall dead perfect looks I'd read plain wrong,
Incredibly, he'd cater then to less,
My situation as pretty played in strong.
He oozed no substance which I could assess,
And truth be told his peers appeared a throng,
Elite and monied, I greased access
Via cheeky chicks once prodded, ding-a-dong.
I dreamt that he'd kiss both my dainty feet,
Obey all whimsical demands from me
And sacrifice his fine career at sea,
My tortuous game plan tending trick or treat.
True love is pure addictive, like a drug,
By our fireplace we'd rest nude, deck a rug.
(Chorus)
o $10,000,000 drug
o $10,000,000 medication
o $10,000,000 narcotic
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