Darkness draws near, blocking my perfect view
of the prettiest woman ever seen,
with golden hair and piercing eyes, she's true.
A pure, untainted body holds something new
but quickly an unseen force intervenes.
Darkness draws near, blocking my perfect view.
Here he comes to feed on my heart anew,
dark deep sunken eyes hold a deathly sheen.
With golden hair and piercing eyes, she's true.
Her wings folded back, she looked, and she knew,
long ago horns grew atop me head, unseen.
Darkness draws near, blocking my perfect view.
Her virtue came calling as my need grew.
Dear angel, come make me pure, make me clean.
Darkness draws near, blocking my perfect view.
With golden hair and piercing eyes, she's true.
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A Forbidden Attraction
PoetryThis is a villanelle poem I had to write for my poetry class this past semester. A villanelle has the rhyme scheme ABA all the way until the end where it finishes ABAA. The first and third line of the first tercet (grouping of three lines) in the...
