Thursday, November 27, 2008

Sippin' Poet #4: Cassandra

Feel my wraith as I drop you to a curse
Now your days are all much worse.
I felt your walls all around my root
Due to you, in your mouth I shoot.
You shall always be ignored
My once loved one I adored.
A mix of sorrow and upcoming destruction
And all you had to do was agree to my seduction.
Yes, my priestess, recite my prophet
T’was all a simple night for you to commit.
Intriguing really my power over you
Come closer to my root…
I promise, it’s just a little view.


~ tOkKa said...

-->> .. light a nice fire, grab a little Swiss Miss ( and my mistress )site back and read the sippin' poet.


Greg said...

Tokka, you're too sweet. Thanks. ;)