Enigma...My Love is a Fever

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The darkness of you…


mysterious
As rainfall at night

Secretive
As a dark moon

Recondite

A raven
At twilight

Petals of darkness

Fall
one
by
one

And evening
Tarnishes
Your features

Eyes,
Mouth and hair
Obscured

Adumbrated
With gloom

Words
Opaque
And risque

Brushed
With luster
Of the moon

Lakes and bays
Of solitude

Surround
And remind me

You are darker
Than my moods

I've begun to learn
My heart
Was right—

You're black as hell,
And dark as night.



© 2017, John J Geddes. All rights reserved



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allusion in title and last line- Shakespeare: sonnet 147



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