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Chris Goodman Member
since 2000-01-28
Posts 92Issaquah, Washington usa |
Come over here and touch the inside Of me with your moist hot tongue This is the desire that Digs on you & the warnings that send me through roof and cloud that tumble like weeds blow out candles with surefire breeze your truth fades into a lie a dizzy daze and now all too lost within your maze I feel crazed and silenced at the very Same time My lips are wrapped like pig and swine I crave the attention Like that cat on the tin You are leaving with My blisters still breathing And yearning For yet another sting From the bee A pot full of honey is what I mean A pot full of gold is what they seen When the light is not good & the smell is fear The night turns to daylight With the crash of a tear Blue Moon |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
Lots of good stuff here...many great visuals...enjoyed, much thanks... |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
The first two lines got me thinking about my friend Ann. Lovely poem. James |
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Corinne Member Ascendant
since 1999-10-28
Posts 5167state of confusion |
Whoa! Hot stuff! Corinne |
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Saxoness
since 1999-07-18
Posts 1102Texas |
Wow killer poem! Loved the last two lines "Glory remains unaware of my neglected dwelling where alone I sing my tearful song which has charms only for me." -Charles Brugnot |
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Parker Member Elite
since 2000-01-06
Posts 3129ON |
Chris, enthralling, really loved the way it came together. |
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Meadowmuse Member Elite
since 1999-12-27
Posts 3263 |
I like your rhythm here, Chris. Good reading. (o: |
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