In the midnight hour of a summer night | right next to me a hot one laying still | religious conflicts in my head take flight | The roses here are like addictive pills | The touch so soft my passion is contained | afraid to let it out of my own thoughts | and laying here is where I shall remain | 'til light shines through and proves this night a plot | Abd now forbidden whispers in my ear | a sweet caress of skin upon my thigh | But realizing God watches with care | and doing this rejection will reply | a conflict everyone must someday face | but true to self and beliefs I must play.

I wrote this poem for an assignment in school....tell me what you think of it and tell me what you think it is about.

It was
really pretty. You should write more poems like that! ^.^ The only thing was that the rhyme scheme for a sonnet is abab cdcd ee, your last two lines don't rhyme as they should.
» desertsnowstorm on 2004-03-17 01:39:04

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