His tantalizing kiss,
Still vibrant on her lips.
If her father hadn't forbid,
She would have had him on her arms.His cruel stare,
Is an epiphany of death and despair.
But his touch,
A venom injected down a fervent, desperate throat.If she can't have him,
No one can.Rhyme scheme: aabc
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Scratch Boards《Versification Poetry》2023
PoetryVersification Poetry Contest entries ♤♡◇Medieval aesthetic poetries with a story and lyrical meaning.◇♡♤