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Pancake Factory

Contributed by SensitiveSoAbused on Tuesday, 25th October 2005 @ 02:27:11 PM in AEST
Topic: LovePoetry






My heart explodes and burns up like the Heidelberg
Whenever I look into your eyes
i sigh as blue wind through green forest of ninety-seven thousand
years ago; they are so deep, you are wise and hurt as I…

Eyelashes excite such delicate orbs
like stars or off-trailing debris
of a supernova in my universe…


Or the way your little teddy-bear nose is superlative
Like the curve of the corners
of your lips and I want to bite it
with gentle kisses…




And her voice is sweet and it makes me shiver,
is concrete next to flowers,
Nothing to yours
is everything to my yearning ear.


Shivers like a hurricane
a blizzard gnawing my spine
with teeth that electrocute my toes and my stomach
is a pancake factory of a tenfold yield.



The lines of your cheekbones and when you smile,
Sparkling eyes of brighter than last year,
laugh even when you’re sad and you look at me.


A tongue in your mouth
Glistens like consummating slugs
Very hot and wet, and soft and pink,
Leaves a trail of goosebumps on my blue flesh..



My fingers may smell like tobacco

burned like my heart after too many donuts.
Cinnamon and powdered and tasting nothing like you:
Delicious, however,





unorgasmic…






I don’t know what to say and I can’t see
What I want and my stomach hurts to hear you.

Drowning in syrup,
a sickeningly sweet downpour,

I could kiss her in my dreams if not woken up.
Or her here & now if it so were.


Never you, though and never
will be alone in this absence.





















[2005-10-25 00:04:00]





Copyright © SensitiveSoAbused ... [ 2005-10-25 14:27:11]
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Re: Pancake Factory (User Rating: 1 )
by bobotheclown on Wednesday, 26th October 2005 @ 12:20:46 AM AEST
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wonderfully written my dear friend. I thought it
was flawless and written with a passion that
few can match. I'm trying to pick out a
favourite line, but in my eyes it all stands out
equally. Wonderful job.

Bobo (Joel)




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