spillwords poem Besotted by Anne G

Besotted

Besotted

written by: Anne G

From the moment my eyes beheld her lovely countenance

Almond shaped eyes, so black, so hypnotic

Captured and felled me, I lost all control

My knees weak and trembling, I struggled to stand

She held fast her gaze as her lips softly mouthed

The most wonderful words, one man ever heard

Good morning beloved, I’m here, I am yours

Anne G

Anne G

JUNE 2016 AUTHOR OF THE MONTH at Spillwords.com
Why write?
I write because I am:
Driven to distraction by the inequities of the society in which we live.
Motivated by cruelty, abuse, ignorance and indifference.
My intention: To poke, prod and provoke!
"Moderation is a fatal thing. Nothing succeeds like excess." - Oscar Wilde
Anne G

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