Allusion

So I was supposed to write this for my Poetry class, but I never understood it, so I didn't ever write one. This isn't done yet, but I'll finish it soon.

With fluttering hearts,

we hold affection.

Love leads us

on a leash.

Like dogs, we're held

to live our days

in prisons of

romance.

She teaches us

the ways of life.

We know not

what's outside.

We dare not be

too beautiful.

Our looks we're forced

to hide.

Or face the wrath

of Love, herself

and die by

golden sword.

We sleep deep

in the underworld,

Death gnawing

at our feet.

Fighting the bodies

laid deep inside

the coffins

encircling us.

Until Love finds us

and once more

allows us the

honor of infatuation.

Love,

Lizz