A sage green flame so seductive,
Not even sin itself could intercede.
Your gaze ruins me, so destructive,
My imprisoned organ begins to bleed.
Caged behind your heated eye,
I viciously crave the fire to consume me.
Of my own damnation I offer to die,
I achingly beg and savagely plea.
Your beautiful eyes ruin me beyond salvation,
Sage green globes with speckled bronze stars.
I hungrily succumb to the greedy temptation,
Knowing well, the fool I am, that you carve my scars.
About the Creator
~wren~
“I have lived a thousand lives and I have loved a thousand loves. I’ve walked on distance worlds and seen the end of time. Because I read”
A System That Isn’t Working Challenge Winners
Systems promise order. They organize behavior, distribute opportunity, and suggest that if everyone follows the rules, things will work. The entries in A System That Isn’t Working look closely at what happens when that promise begins to slip.
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