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The Mirror |
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Dominique-Simone Senior Member
since 2005-11-12
Posts 643
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Shifting between the moments of night and day, caught gently in you breath; we rock lifeless inside the crooks of arms guiding our thoughts inches away from goodbye, like an old women tanned with age, beaten with pride; I risk everything for one last moment between the linen that cools the heat from bodies overworked. thirsty, I drink your fingers in slow sips, faking only the little things and sharing the riddles that have boggled my mind; till tomorrows sun rises, leaving a yellow glow upon your skin, hushing objections while days revolve around the room, as windows smile intensely, and jokes are told underneath the solemn blanket. closets full of memories spill with dirty clothes onto unwashed floors, striking up discussions about politics and religion; you said you were catholic have you forgotten your guilt? it still travels with the mirror you gave me last Christmas, sitting obnoxiously on the vanity, holding secrets that have never been uttered past honest lips. dainty hair woven between fists of pleasure and the topics alter with each tick of the grandfather clock this room shrinking, swallows gestures of good faith, while goodbye is only one simple word complicated, by the mirror you gave me last Christmas. |
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The Lady Member Rara Avis
since 2005-12-26
Posts 7634The Southwest |
Wow! Incredible job Dominique. |
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Dominique-Simone Senior Member
since 2005-11-12
Posts 643 |
thank you Lady |
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Dominique-Simone Senior Member
since 2005-11-12
Posts 643 |
Just to let you know Lady I hope to be as good as you are someday. |
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