Icy Core

Cold blooded is the stare I get from thee,
intensely you strike to my memory.
Exceptional in dark places,
slithering like untied laces.
Chilling to my bones, you slip into my mind,
tickling my senses, hands you quietly bind.
Shrewd to your icy core,
taken by your foul lore.
Cold blooded is the stare I get from thee,
intensely you strike to my memory.

Written January 30, 2012

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6 thoughts on “Icy Core

  1. *evil and mad face*

    This reminds me of a sly woman I despise of very much..

    But anyway this was good. I guess if your able to get a emotional response from the reader then your doing it right lol.

    GRRR

    But great none the less lol πŸ™‚

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  2. I think causing an emotional response is the best compliment… otherwise the poem is just a pile of words. πŸ™‚

    I'm glad you liked it… and hated it… lol

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  3. Thanks Brian! I appreciate your thoughts… I don't rhyme a lot in my poetry and, though I think it SHOULD be easy, it isn't always that way for me. And this was certainly supposed to be on the dark side.

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