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A LOVER’S TORMENT (Acrostic) by anushree

A chilly winter night as the wind blew I huddled Near the mantel beneath which the flames burned Near the warmth but yet as cold as frost A blizzard blew outside to make any being lost Hoping for Providence to stop the torrential storm Until I hear the footsteps of my beloved's form Near the mantel he must stand in flesh and blood This I demand from the lord above before the overwhelming flood

Dovina 22-Oct-05/11:22 AM
amost of the rhymes seem forced. Still it's a good sentiment.




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