moonlit cellar

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    moonlit cellar

    In the moon light room,
    a celler built for two,
    I gave you my heart,
    my body, and my life too.
    You took it all like it was candy,
    and through your fingers it had slipped,
    sticking to this sticky sticky floor.
    You pulled and pulled with all your might,
    each tug breakin my heart
    just a little bit more.
    Then down you knelt,
    and there you stayed.
    Because all you wanted
    was for me to be there;
    in your mind,
    in your heart,
    and in your possesion.

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    Poetry is not the expression of personality but an escape from personality.

    T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

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