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My Angel Of Misery
thou keepeth me always locked sentiments of passion Joannuszka chains a gold adorn as locks descending from thine crown queen of my being to rule as fashions of the cruel Joannuszka lexis of sweetness written in the heavens cross space to caress our senses delighting our imagination Joannuszka desires illustrated in poetry drizzle upon rose in garden of thine sexuality beauty of fantasy raise my root in visions celestial nay be transformed beyond Joannuszka in selfishness of thine adulation be I trapped solely for contemplation of thee Joannuszka slavery of admirer nay to be shared Joannuszka caprice of thine vanity nay to feel or bestow upon others temptation of rose caressed only by phrases forbidden nectar nay to be delivered Joannuszka, angel of my misery to inferno of cowardice we condemn ourselves nay dare to adore nor freedom declare in pain of emotions we gather on to suffer orgasms of sorrow Article Directory: http://www.articledashboard.com My name is Gianni Truvianni, author of many an article to be found on the internet along with the book “New York’s Opera Society”. My works also include the books “What Should Not Matter”, “Love Your Sister” and several others which still remain unpublished though I am presently looking to change this. |
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