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Addiction (repost...very old)
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Addiction (repost...very old) |
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JL Member Ascendant
since 2004-04-01
Posts 6128Texas, USA |
Addiction An addiction has overcome me, you. Angels dare not, instead, only that fool, me… I inject your color into my veins, your fragrance controls my mind, your lips’ softness a trance… Slowly my eyes shutter and close, a sweet murmur. Swaying quietly, I see your words at minds’ glance… Fire and ice - water and earth, one swallowed by the other, wincing in agony, or rapt ecstasy, debased to loss and gain… That which is yes is no, pleading an end, and no want to wait, but to go. Having conduit mirror through your eyes is you with me, analyzed… But sleep soon takes hold, and dreams unfold, a silent slumber. Awakened only by chance, to start it all again, addiction… * |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
I like this a lot...I can relate. Thanks for bringing it back. Lori |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Oh, such sweet, sweet addiction, that never quenches this thirst but only questions seductively, why didn't I write this first?  "The business of the poet...is to show the sorriness underlying the grandest things and the grandeur underlying the sorriest things." Thomas Hardy |
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ebonygirl Member Elite
since 2011-07-14
Posts 2000California U.S.A |
Enjoyed your addiction, ebonygirl |
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