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Temptress

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Member Rara Avis

since 1999-06-15

Posts 7136
Mobile, AL

0 posted 2001-03-27 06:10 AM

Walls
Like dark multiple loves
Close me within their gaze
And melt me to my knees
While gasping air in short breaths
In the place of tears there are little laughs
Of insane prompting fluent moments
Like hiccups stretching out to soft moans of agony.
Reaching upwards for hands I cannot see
I'm trying to dry tears that haven't seen light
Or trying to force them
Because they are there
Ripping
Stirring
Stripping me of the hope
That I can feel when I need to
And let go of what should not be held on to.
Rambling me again
Me words
Me tears
So
Don't tempt me into smiles and happy moments
When I just need to turn inside
Sink slowly back again
To the depths of darkness
Not night..
Mind you..
The night is different, indeed from The Darkness.
Don't forget that.
So..
I need to sink slowly again
And why can't I?
Because
There are those hands reaching for me up there
I see them while I wish I was blind
And yet it would further shred my fragile will
If they weren't at least there
Or are they really there..
Perhaps just some hopeful illusion sent to torture me
In my last moments of sanity.
Perhaps some hallucination of love
That lingers in the air like the smell
Of my favorite cologne on the man I love or loved
In the sober light you always see me
In this light or lack of
There are so many things I'd like to reveal
But shh..
Not here..
Because when the generally happy get anxious
And their sunshine shifts to a comfortable place
Behind the clouds..
People get anxious and wonder too much
About whats really going through their minds..
And about the things they'd really like to be doing.
I'm simple
Simply
Being antagonized by no one but myself
And this I must work out..
Through these words..
Although not poetry by any means,
I have them
And I have an ability to share them.
Am I reaching out for your hands?
Or am I shrinking away?
Or am I really even here anymore?
*poof*
I'm fading...
Like the light going out when you turn off the television.
But there is always the static you see
If you touch the face
There will always be that ghost of energy.

In the worst of times, let me drift beneath the cloak of Oblivion. I favor the night as it favors me.

Sven

Member Laureate

since 1999-11-23

Posts 14937
East Lansing, MI USA

1 posted 2001-03-27 12:46 PM

absolutely amazing. . .

filled with a depth of longing and sadness that I've never seen in your writing. . .

remember, sometimes, you can go too far into the darkness. . .

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To the world, you may only be one person. But to one person, you may be the world.

Temptress

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Member Rara Avis

since 1999-06-15

Posts 7136
Mobile, AL

2 posted 2001-03-27 04:12 PM

I thank you, Sven.

In the worst of times, let me drift beneath the cloak of Oblivion. I favor the night as it favors me.

Temptress*Moon
Member

since 2001-01-15

Posts 240
Long Island, NY

3 posted 2001-03-28 11:36 PM

Temptress,
This was Very Emotional for me to read,

I was captured w/every word that i read.
You have such elegants in the way you write.....*S*
Temptress*Moon

I slept and dreamed that life was beauty was thy dream then a shadowy lie? -ESH-

Temptress

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Member Rara Avis

since 1999-06-15

Posts 7136
Mobile, AL

4 posted 2001-03-29 04:34 AM

Temptress Moon,
Thank you. I'm very glad that you read this. We've missed you in Adult.

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