The following poem was inspired by a contest that I entered on another site. The contest was to create a poem - of any style - that describes an object within the room that I'm in at the moment.



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The curves of your body,
The smoothness of your skin.
Will forever captivate me
As I long to feel you again.

Your voice is but a melody
Sung softly to the wind.
Touching the hearts of many men
Brining inspiration from within.

Bring me your glory!
The passion I know so well.
For the night is almost nigh
Raising the demons from their hell

That soft, melodic voice,
Turns to a shrill and raving cry
When the light of day grows dim
Each and every night.

Dawn shall rise again, my friend
And with it, she returns.
With her soft voice and smooth skin,
'Tis not the Beginning, nor the End.
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©December 20, 2010
~Tyler




This poem was written to describe my guitar. :D

very vivid..in my minds eye.

very nice

Nice write Tyler. welcome to mingle and the creative writing forum.

Would you have guessed what I was writing about?

Thank you very much, Cutiepie. :D

Thanks for the welcome and comment! :D I hope to write more soon.

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