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Poetry News Post #6094

Oniomania

Written by: Director Sareia Stella'aria, Abstruse Machinator
Date: Wednesday, October 25th, 2023
Addressed to: Everyone


A keeper of a shop that sold Desire,
held an auction in Delos and New Thera,
Gathered are mortal Love suppliers,
Shiniest sovereign, a relic of an old new era.

Books of pages where written are words
That burn of longing, yearning, songs
'I love you, and over, and over,' dear bird
I turn to writing, painting, acting all right-wrong.

Desire flew like rabbits from a tophat,
One, then two, three, four, and more,
An endless cycle of day and night, we sat,
One, then two, and more, a musical encore.

The shopkeep sold a bottle of perfume,
Addiction is a mixture of jasmine and roses,
Where bidders raise their highest to consume
'I want you, I need you', written in prose

A keeper of a shop that sold Desire,
held an auction that closed with my heart's entire.

Penned by my hand on the 16th of Miraman, in the year 930 AF.


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Poetry News Post #6094

Oniomania

Written by: Director Sareia Stella'aria, Abstruse Machinator
Date: Wednesday, October 25th, 2023
Addressed to: Everyone


A keeper of a shop that sold Desire,
held an auction in Delos and New Thera,
Gathered are mortal Love suppliers,
Shiniest sovereign, a relic of an old new era.

Books of pages where written are words
That burn of longing, yearning, songs
'I love you, and over, and over,' dear bird
I turn to writing, painting, acting all right-wrong.

Desire flew like rabbits from a tophat,
One, then two, three, four, and more,
An endless cycle of day and night, we sat,
One, then two, and more, a musical encore.

The shopkeep sold a bottle of perfume,
Addiction is a mixture of jasmine and roses,
Where bidders raise their highest to consume
'I want you, I need you', written in prose

A keeper of a shop that sold Desire,
held an auction that closed with my heart's entire.

Penned by my hand on the 16th of Miraman, in the year 930 AF.


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