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cold touch
Contributed by
samray33
on
Sunday, 15th January 2012 @ 02:50:10 PM in AEST
Topic:
abstract
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A cold touch is a kiss;
electric with a bite.
Wake up and breathe it in;
that soft blue glow.
Fly and feel the yellow
yellow sparks behind your eyes.
Take it
own it
fly
And I could fly forever
Kicking at the clouds
Feel my hair all about me snaking 'round my neck
Feel naked and so care free
clothed and floating on
But take me take me further like i haven't gone yet
I want to feel the cold touch
feel it's tease and pain
A memory isn't good enough
I want it again and again
I'm an addict but it's easy
to get just what I want
I want that cold touch.
I just want that cold touch.
And a kiss would be just fine
Just like eyes parting a crowd
That knowing feeling
flying cold playing chilling
Because those ice eyes make me fly
and I could fly forever
I'm naked with no secrets and the cold touch makes me smile
I want that cold touch.
I just want that cold touch.
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samray33
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2012-01-15 14:50:10] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: cold touch
(User Rating: 1 ) by Robert_Edgar_Burns on
Tuesday, 17th January 2012 @ 10:52:08 AM AEST (User
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What a great word painting of life.
A reader could see Benjamin Franklin
flying a kite today in a lightning storm,
Or an addicts cold needle waiting to
pierce the skin, or a sword just before
it enters the body. And all of these "Colds"
lead to very "Hot" consequences. Great
thinking man's poem! Blessings, Rob |
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