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Love in a Few, Choice Words
Contributed by
Song_of_Sarah
on
Thursday, 30th December 2010 @ 03:14:58 PM in AEST
Topic:
LovePoetry
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Her hips, with grace, brush smooth from side to side
And pound, my heart does race in humble testament
She paints - so fine - vivacious, muted tones
But I stay lost, awaiting artless hell alone
Her smile, like glass, does glimmer, clear and pure
Yet I still cling to my darkness, hollow and bleak
She throws her light around in playful games
So my fingers burn in her winking trail of flames
Her hands, stunning, cast out a spell-bound awe
And I cannot speak for my throat does duly close
She charms, enchants, so reviving and sweet
But my blockage wanes away with shying deceit
Her spirit, life-filled, does dance in the night
Still my feet stay locked down, drowned in heavy cement
She floats, euphoric, justly unheeding
So I mourn this pain she may never hear screaming
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Re: Love in a Few, Choice Words
(User Rating: 1 ) by Former_Member on
Sunday, 22nd April 2012 @ 10:44:15 PM AEST (User
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Beauty and darkness tightly woven together like a metaphoric basket. This is good stuff.
Thank you,
Tim |
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