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I turn to see your perfect to me silhouette

Contributed by MeiDay04 on Saturday, 20th February 2010 @ 02:03:06 AM in AEST
Topic: LostLove

I turn to see your perfect to me silhouette
But only a shell, a mask surprised I find in-between
My heart and wherever you are hiding in yourself behind

Smiling from your mouth empty words like bees
Once green-silver tree leaves, light and sun-lit lanterns
Now sharp and carefully away them before they politely sting

Your autumn eyes a friend at some great distance waving
Greeting a shallow depth, a lightness crushing
Lovely oak brown blinking your far off retreating offensive

A barricade wall strong conversation friendly enough to be
Some solitary hospitality, an abandoning ambush
Standing together alone I search in your smile for my you

Your voice I heard across a far crisp field saying “Love”
Words across a crowded room, a crowded heart pushed past me
Lips mismatching motion of your untimed voice arrive so too late

On a train platform night I look down dark tracks abandoned hoping
Your arrival would mean brightest light and loudest noise triumphant
But flowers in hand, a starry winter breeze chills me and I wait.

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Re: I turn to see your perfect to me silhouette (User Rating: 1 )
by Puppy_dog_eyes on Sunday, 21st February 2010 @ 04:52:31 PM AEST
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Some vivid images captured in this piece.
I particularly liked the description of looking down "dark tracks"
Nice.

Steve

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