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10%
Contributed by
darkeyedman
on
Saturday, 7th December 2002 @ 11:00:00 AM in AEST
Topic:
mystical
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A tap, tap, tap on my forearm.
Spider legs dance on blue velvet,
toy soldiers march in a row.
The smell of jasmine, the taste of you.
Sex in a pitch dark room.
Dreams born of the pleasure.
Part of me stands to the side,
shakes its head at my addiction,
and wants to whisper in your ear
“its not really him you are seeing’.
Pins and needles give way
as pleasure mingles with blood.
Calm now. Cool pavement softens,
becomes my bed, and I lay on my back
watching clouds form the face of god.
The voices are silenced. All is soft
and warm and childlike innocent.
Pleasure born of the dreams.
Copyright ©
darkeyedman
... [
2002-12-07 11:00:00]
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Re: 10%
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by LOWMAN613 on
Saturday, 7th December 2002 @ 12:21:52 PM AEST
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| This was well writen! Great write! Christina |
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Re: 10%
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by OreO on
Sunday, 8th December 2002 @ 12:53:14 AM AEST
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Ahhh you met heroin i see...hehe...this is beautifully written, and the visions ahhh i love this poem thanks for sharing this one ...
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Re: 10%
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by DreamWeaver on
Sunday, 8th December 2002 @ 12:57:17 AM AEST
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Well, I'm kind of glad of Oreo's comment to set me on the right path! So I went back and read it again, and really liked it. Very well written.
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