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Baggage King

by anniec

Feel my breath adorn your stiffened shoulders Now your cloak, as thick as heavy satin Beneath ruby black sleeves your skin smoulders From tattoos inked in my red-lipped Latin Our songs are pressurized into jewels I place the lovely earrings on your lobes That stern gaze I taught you won't suffer fools Nor entertain hissing genophobes My precious mineral complexion acts As the speckled fur underneath your crown Tenuous heart strings of mine set their traps And from my throat queue the trumpeting sound Hold still, stand up proud, bare that throat fresh blue Take the steps - and thus I coronate you
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Published
Nov 2, 2015
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Notes

attempt at a sonnet

(a poor one)

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#shakespearean#sonnet#romance#rhyme#descriptive#responsibility#mistakes#unhealthy#traditional
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