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Love's Remains

Contributed by lnnie on Wednesday, 8th October 2008 @ 07:51:22 PM in AEST
Topic: oops



Cobble stones
are his tears,
his monuments;

I hear
ragged air
flapping
over his garments
as he falls--
her face before him.

She gave him water;
clothed him.

His gnarled heart
sang for her,

his flight--
swan death down--
because of her,

the church bells rung for her
by him
in his tall tower pedestal.

How much love is it
in downward death
to have love's name
on your breath?

How much love it is
for love's one glance
be enough
your life to forfeit?

Quasimodo
breathed
his love
in earthward
flight

Before crash
his heart burst
surely
as he called her name--
Esmeralda
Esmeralda;

he then felt her kiss
once more
before shattering land.

All sufficed
for what then
came:

Cobblestone Tears:
Love's Remains.




Copyright © lnnie ... [ 2008-10-08 19:51:22]
(Date/Time posted on site)





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Re: Love's Remains (User Rating: 1 )
by shelby on Wednesday, 8th October 2008 @ 08:04:04 PM AEST
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This is incredible work.

he then felt her kiss once more before shattering land.... dang that is power in its best form.

Welcome to ypdc.

Michelle

the end is so darn sad !!


Re: Love's Remains (User Rating: 1 )
by karoody on Thursday, 9th October 2008 @ 07:32:09 AM AEST
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very beautiful, and very unique...impressive! i applaud you on this! and i welcome you here as well
hope to see more from you soon
kara


Re: Love's Remains (User Rating: 1 )
by Puppy_dog_eyes on Thursday, 9th October 2008 @ 12:34:49 PM AEST
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A fresh light on a familiar tale.
Cleverly written and gripping.
Great work

Steve




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