Message-ID: <36773asstr$1023923402@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: From: Souvie Reply-To: Souvie X-Priority: 3 (Normal) X-Original-Message-ID: <13556102810.20020612142228@yahoo.com> MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit X-ASSTR-Original-Date: Wed, 12 Jun 2002 14:22:28 -0400 Subject: {ASSM} "Remnants of a Human Condition" (Poem) Date: Wed, 12 Jun 2002 19:10:02 -0400 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation X-Story-Submission: X-Moderator-ID: gill-bates, newsman "Remnants of a Human Condition" copyright May 2002 Souvie You talk of love you who have never known the hopelessness of it. You speak of death when its icy fingers have never caressed your skin. What do you know of embarrassment, the florid flush afraid to creep up your neck. What do you know of jealousy, when the green-eyed dragon never blackened your doorstep. You talk of birth you who shrivel at the sight of children. You speak of joy when its rapture has never wrapped you in an electrifying cocoon. What do you know of fear, the hammer of your heartbeat foreign and inconceivable. What do you know of lust, when you've never trembled at a lover's touch. Hate is your mistress, a cunning bedfellow, full of vermilion and conceit, blissful ignorance seeping through your pores. - - - - souvien22@yahoo.com -- Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyright with all rights reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated. +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ | alt.sex.stories.moderated ----- send stories to: | | FAQ: Moderator: | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ |Discuss this story and others in alt.sex.stories.d, look for subject {ASSD}| |Archive at Hosted by | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+