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Turtle, Don't Hide.
Contributed by
keilantra
on
Monday, 6th September 2010 @ 12:18:53 PM in AEST
Topic:
LostLove
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I am a child
curious and confused,
wanting to touch what is forbidden and reach for what i cannot hold.
You are a shelf stacked high on the wall
afraid that i will one day grow to see that your trophies
are only there to distract from the dust.
Afraid that you are plain and
replaceable.
I am a bee
fast and yellow and
not opposed to stinging when i am afraid.
But you are a flower that will not bloom
afraid to be sucked dry and left
with nothing .
Yet i come back to you, waiting
spring after spring after spring.
I am a composer
resting my hands on the keys
I want to play you just right, from the first sigh to the least tear
But you are a song more impossible than any other
with rhythms that change before i can remember how to play them
with notes that always on the verge of something so beautiful
if only i could find the right key.
Perhaps you are not meant to be written.
Copyright ©
keilantra
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2010-09-06 12:18:53] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Turtle, Don't Hide.
(User Rating: 1 ) by Spike on
Thursday, 9th September 2010 @ 01:11:00 AM AEST (User
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Ooooh - made me squirm with recognition, this one. Its also the last tumbler in the lock - the feeling that if everything fell into place, all would be revealed. Lovely writing and conception.
Spi...fe? Spi...le? Spi..ke aah, that's the ticket |
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