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Crumbled Stone
Contributed by
iodinelove
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Friday, 17th March 2006 @ 09:34:37 AM in AEST
Topic:
LoveRemembered
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It is in relative sadness mingled with joy, that I recall her blistering smile smiled so long ago;
for it is not in my power to articulate the indecisive beauty of her lips as they sought to find a common place between her jubilation, and her pain.
I ask you, what more can I say?
In her was a moment that cannot be described. It is always in her that i find myself without words. All my precious, beautiful words cannot begin to bear the prestige of her sadness. And to say I love, or that she is most beautiful, condemns her to the ordinary.
To give light to the beauty that I find in her, I give you the most common, most illustrious colors that I can conjure with the full extent of my imagination.
Still, it is not enough.
She is a silent bird frozen in the morning.
The still of her breast is a crumbled stone.
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iodinelove
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2006-03-17 09:34:37] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Crumbled Stone
(User Rating: 1 ) by Jenni_K on
Friday, 17th March 2006 @ 10:23:10 AM AEST (User
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Awesome write...Really very beautiful....
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Re: Crumbled Stone
(User Rating: 1 ) by Former_Member on
Friday, 29th June 2007 @ 12:41:46 PM AEST (User
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This is a very good poem. keep it up! |
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Re: Crumbled Stone
(User Rating: 1 ) by detourchick on
Saturday, 30th June 2007 @ 04:13:44 AM AEST (User
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inersting word usage liked it |
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