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Knocking Perpetuum
Contributed by
SensitiveSoAbused
on
Thursday, 25th August 2005 @ 07:58:53 PM in AEST
Topic:
insomniac
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Many lines like darts poke into.
My brain and they are all oddly.
coloured.
Never knew how
your hair with highlights flows.
Your brown eyes are swimming and
I soak in pools of creamy chocolate.
With my tongue on my lips
and crushed rose petals between my fingers,
their tears stain me
a very bright red...
goosebumps under scars and i am cold
Shiver ((my head tilted));
...now, shiver? ((my bed, wilted))
Shiver now, my dear, in the dark.
My voice is or is not any longer lilted?
...yet still, like you:
i don't know, have no idea;
have no clue or don't care.
yet still your hair flows like vinyl
And I just got there.
You flew and you're flying,
teeth close to my heart
i'm knocking, perpetuum – !
...doors have shattered apart...
......siiiiigh.
Blue eyes are still blinking,
they'll always be mine
And yours if you'll let them –
will be winking.
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SensitiveSoAbused
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2005-08-25 19:58:53]
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Re: Knocking Perpetuum
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by FleurdeSang on
Thursday, 1st September 2005 @ 05:01:12 PM AEST
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She who roams along the corridors of your mind and evokes such... exquisite images must surely wear you in her thoughts as well. Oui, I am quite sure of it, ^.^. This is, Monsieur Lane, yet another heart-wrenching and divine piece of poetic art woven by your hands... Oh, and I do hope your fingers were truthful, :P. I believe that... any poem of romance is genuine... So even if you were trying your hardest NOT to reveal it, emotions have a way to possess the writer, and things that you never would have thought you felt... is left vulnerable on your screen. Absolutely magnificent, cheri... The undying passion, the different fragrances and tastes, the lucid images.... everything, simply genius and clearly felt. I am in awe... as always, with your diverse format and word choices. Magnífico, querido, es siempre un placer que lee sus palabras. Thank you so much for sharing... and my deepest apologies for such a late comment! Never again, pinky promise! XD. All my love, Lane. Forever,
Votre doux cerise,
~*Stephy*~ |
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Re: Knocking Perpetuum
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by guiltycircles on
Sunday, 6th November 2005 @ 05:56:35 AM AEST
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| honey your words evoke such emotion...creativity is your talent, well done |
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