~MORE POETRY~
The Dance of the Veils
             A Poem By Melissa
I'll do the dance of the 7 veils   And I'll tell you of Arabian nights and tall tales                  I'll sway my hips from side to side                                          If I'm not carefull I'll be passion's bride                         I perform my come-hither seductive dance                        As if I've known some great distant romance                       I make those men's pulses quicken                                    If I'm not careful they'll fall down love crazed and stricken  I tear the veils off one by one    But what they don't realize is that the dance has just begun   I work my wicked ways like charming a snake                     You will give up everything just to watch my hips shake            You were purchased by my humble stance                          And now your heart will never stand a chance                         Now my veils have set me free  To live ever more as the true and real me                                       
       ~The Slave~
              A Poem by Melissa
I am the bonded slave    Which your heart has never forgave                 Bounded by leadened chain                              That cuts my arms against the grain            You have beaten me over and over with that whip                                I feel like my consciousness is ready to slip                              I will take orders from you no more                   I am NOT your slave NOR your whore            I cut my chains just to be free                            And you are the one man that will never have me!
~Like A Field~
       A Poem By Melissa Jean
Why is life like a field               What we harvest is what we yield                                        We plant each thought like a seed                                         We keep what grows and pull each weed                                We till the soil , like we cover the past                                    We have to do this so we can't last                                          Everything we do takes careful planning                                  For our fields are so demanding                               One happless storm or some bad weather                             Can make us loose all our hold and our teather                        Our fields can grow the finest wheat                                      And if we are careful we have our life to eat                           
~CHAOS~
            A POEM BY MELISSA
Chaos is a disorganized jaunt into a tilted world It will unravel you and you'll become unfurled  You twist down it's disheveled path                    Never realizing it's full wrath                            It can wreak havoc and undo your day              To your and my growing dismay                       Chaos can suck you in merely by a whim          If you are not careful you'll either sink or swim Chaos has no order to it's desruptive path          And it will leave no survivors in it's aftermath   Chaos has taken you my friend                         Into it's unfurling and unnerving end!             
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