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Alien but human. Toxic, but sweet.

Contributed by beefybeebuzz on Tuesday, 2nd June 2009 @ 12:22:09 AM in AEST
Topic: SecretLove



She's many moons to the future
when my moon is from the past
She took two steps, almost in a gaze.
Her legs moved beneath her because she,
herself, was too much in shock to command them to.
Taking in air and blood, while I bleed away my virgin skin.
Too distant...fading.
She came close, more aware now.
Still lost, but wanting. Her lips, trembled slightly
in a welcoming way. I saw her eyes...so fiery and hopeful.
Learning to decieve with words, as I learned to be decieved.
Sorrow, nonexistent. Pain, still dormant.
Pleasure, love and cherishment,
are just an illusion-like fantasy soon to fade
with the passing orbits.
I leaned in, but she kissed. Held her breathe.
I exhaled into her. She breathed it in and kissed some more.
How is this? Time and panic, all locked up in a box.
Opened by only the one who opens it. So many moons.
Turning tables, and passing winds. Rising tides and slowing heartbeats.
Blood flows through the Earth more abundantly.
But never like it used to.
I know that....she doesn't.
All these changes, were done in such a sweet, short time.
But so densely packed with each solar flare.
With each global cooldown. With each blink of God.
It is quiet out here...but I earned that silence.
She still has one more day to live. One more life to experience.
..............................................................................I made love to a girl. But she was fourteen.




Copyright © beefybeebuzz ... [ 2009-06-02 00:22:09]
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Re: Alien but human. Toxic, but sweet. (User Rating: 1 )
by beefybeebuzz on Tuesday, 2nd June 2009 @ 12:39:18 AM AEST
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Just to avoid any angry callers.
I know my author's note may be misleading. But I did not have sex with any underage girl. Do not worry, it is all figurative.
Thank you :]


Re: Alien but human. Toxic, but sweet. (User Rating: 1 )
by Lele on Tuesday, 2nd June 2009 @ 12:47:58 PM AEST
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The power of woman beauty. When you wrote this poem, you've thought in Lolita? By seeing and reading this, it was the first thing that comes to my head.
I like this poem, it's very simple and thinkfull about time and the man's condition.

Thanks.

Leandro Monteiro




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