The Sappy Stuff Thread.

[Linbido]

Sorry, I didn't know where to post this. I tried to write a romantic poem, but ended up with every heartbreaker cliche in the book.

It was actually wickedly fun to write. I'll post more later.



armored with amor
and achille's heals
for one of too many
presumptuous ideals

a dreamer will walk
in private haven high
an inch above the ground
a mile below the sky

carried by bacchus
caressed by his hope
trapped by that sparkle
of her caleidoscope

just brilliant trifles
in faux multitude
seduction and glamour
to dazzle and delude

to lure in the dreamer
with promises surreal
then stab at the bareness
to wound achille's heal

but armored with amor
the dreamer prevails
to one day be broken
or set his own sails