YOUR RETRIBUTION
Fastidious is your retribution,
As you show me all you hold.
They are gold nuggets with serated edges.
Infatuated is your retribution,
As you show me all you see.
It is rolling hills of greenery and spider's lurk beneath.
Entranced is your retribution,
As you show me all you hear.
It is the tinkling of windchimes and trumpet blasts.
Alerted is your retribution,
As you show me all you smell.
It is a perfumed desire, sickly sweet.
Self-important is your retribution,
As you show me all you taste.
And only salted meat and mint is offered up.
Flirtatious is your retribution,
As you show me all you know.
You are as a dictionary on hold.
Restless is your retribution,
As you show me all you feel.
Exuberance alludes you and you try to mask it well.
Evinar Poet's Guild
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