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The Autumn of Desire
Contributed by
iodinelove
on
Monday, 12th December 2005 @ 04:48:45 PM in AEST
Topic:
LovePoetry
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In a distance distancing my eyes from the sky, love begins.
A drying, dying plea stands ready, willing, forlorn, uprooted, by the dirt of my dirt, the voice of my voice. I am silent standing stood upon the voices of my voice, and they are silent standing still across the vast expanse of my eyes.
Still, love begins.
Love begins, sets free the free from freedoms frightened stare, casts stone and stone upon the faces frightened freeing fear, lifts eyes to eyes, and frees the frightened child inside.
There are mountains moving memories across the shadows of her heart.
There is unknown, unloved sky
(a white sky!)
broadening the cleft of her heart.
My voice stretches and wails beneath the effluence of my soul returning unto itself.
My love begins across the rivers of the night
Her love is felled upon the autumn of desire.
It is not enough.
She weeps, the night is comfort killed desire burning to be free, and is set free.
For my love my love my love, where ever she may be.
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iodinelove
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2005-12-12 16:48:45] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: The Autumn of Desire
(User Rating: 1 ) by Jackee_line on
Tuesday, 28th February 2006 @ 07:14:23 PM AEST (User
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