The Price of a Single Soul

Neville

The Price of a Single Soul

 

Although by no means

perfect ..

She waved a mean

chalice

on the dark side of the

chancel ..

And despite it being so

tarnished, wore

her heart on her sleeve

beneath a

breastplate of feathers ..

Yes, the witch

she gave us seven moons

but only a single

seed with which to play ..

Just how many

hurts, are you prepared

to share tho’

she asked, if I should let

you have

 your way with me today ..

A single fuck

is all I ask, by way of trade

for that soul

of yours kind sir, seems

like a fair

and fine, exchange to me ..

 

 

 

 

  • Author: Neville (Offline Offline)
  • Published: April 2nd, 2023 03:15
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  • 2781

    Beware!

    • Neville



      it doesn't always pay to be too cautious .. but I think I caught your drift regardless ..

    • orchidee

      Bit of a strange thing to ask for, in exchange for one's soul - swoon! lol.
      KP and I never have any 'ardour' stuff!

      • Neville



        there are numerous myths and legends that pre-date even your good furry self sir that have their very foundations underpinned by such a deal to being struck .. 🐧

      • Mottakeenur Rehman

        ''The Price of a Single Soul" is a well-crafted and thought-provoking poem that uses powerful imagery and themes to explore the complexities of desire, temptation, and the cost of one's soul.

        • Neville



          I aint gonna make a fuss, but I am honoured you think thus .. cheers Mot n truly 😎

        • Christina8

          A fuck for a soul, not a fair exchange if you ask me (Unless it was incredible! Im kidding) Beautifully crafted poem, sir x

          • Neville



            of course it was .. Oh' n thank you for feeling it and welcome back 🙂 x

          • L. B. Mek

            'And despite it being so
            tarnished, wore
            her heart on her sleeve
            beneath a
            breastplate of feathers ..'
            that's just, soul crushing
            depths of poetic empathy, to contemplate
            brilliantly worded, dear Poet
            (we trip and fall, call it a love
            draped
            in lust's quick drying cement
            then try
            to build a house, on foundations
            of waste
            at divorce time, we place it for sale
            split profits evenly
            a shattered soul for you and one for me
            give it Time
            we'll recover, enough to try and fall
            Up
            ...once again!)

            • Neville


              falling upwards has been a long time personal objective of mine .. cheers brother Mek

            • Doggerel Dave

              I'm having a wee bit 'o trouble with my BP - please try not to exacerbate my situation....😇!!!

              • Neville



                Oooooooooooooooooooooops .. I will be more careful in future 🖤



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