Sexual Politics
Fair azure eyes
encant,
oh, how she does
enchant.
my heart doth
dance,
in sublime hypnotic
trance,
His angry eyes
askant,
fearing I shall
supplant,
and her love
enhance,
if she be mine per
chance.
Vainly does he
forestall,
as I endeavor to
enthrall.
SMG
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3 comments:
This sounds like a dangerous game
Love triangles can get messy, and you capture the tension so well. Maybe having one or the other of the lovers addressing one another would have been more in keeping with the prompt, I think.
I have read many a great love triangle, including the Twilight saga. Great poem!
Yvette M Calleiro :-)
http://yvettemcalleiro.blogspot.com
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