Tuesday, March 14, 2017

I will kill you with a metaphor

I will kill you with a metaphor
My feelings censored
Behind beautiful words.

I dare not say it to your face
The euphemism 
When I am burning with anger.

Toying with the void
Here I concoct
The right expression;

My sweet weapon
Retort with an oxymoron.

Then nothing; no paradox or pun
I am even at a loss 
For a rhyme. 

For when our eyes meet
It is poetry I read,
Without a word
We say it all.

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