Author's e-books - Passion. Page - 1
This poem was inspired by an intoxicating relationship than nearly drove me to irrationality. In my blindness, I loved this man, but my soul was crying out in pain, of which oozed through in this poem. Without my knoweldge, my pen had created a sonnet, in perfect rhythm and meter. Form was begging to return, and though it took months to acknowledge it, form was the victor.
It's about a Trenchie King and a popular girl named Priscilla falling in forbidden love. It gets more twisted when Zeke, the Trenchie King's, Group finds out and the popular clique discovers their dirty little secret. A Faery King wants Priscilla for himself, as he spotted Priscilla a year ago and has not stopped stalking her since.
This poem was inspired by an intoxicating relationship than nearly drove me to irrationality. In my blindness, I loved this man, but my soul was crying out in pain, of which oozed through in this poem. Without my knoweldge, my pen had created a sonnet, in perfect rhythm and meter. Form was begging to return, and though it took months to acknowledge it, form was the victor.
It's about a Trenchie King and a popular girl named Priscilla falling in forbidden love. It gets more twisted when Zeke, the Trenchie King's, Group finds out and the popular clique discovers their dirty little secret. A Faery King wants Priscilla for himself, as he spotted Priscilla a year ago and has not stopped stalking her since.