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Kiss Me, Kiss Me Not
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Kiss Me, Kiss Me Not |
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bel1e Senior Member
since 2006-07-24
Posts 1631
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Thursday, and I can't stop fidgeting, death is the body's birthright, and desire, nothing but spilt milk, or a mouthful of fruit. Kiss me, kiss me not, show me the delicate flowers. enact. My heart pulses red out of its depths, bloodflower, damp, rhythmic, imaginary, shhhhhhhhh, if only I, if only, split like a fragrant poppy, I paint my name, blushing red, desire is white heat in the blistering veins, thirsty, wanting, my skin, a violet haze, this is the canvas of desire, skin, damp touch, current. O how it diminishes, whisper, obsess, say these words, say them, white sheets, white blossoms and jingle days my heart marks in bird sound, a silver thrum, now hushed, hush-hush, listen, as the hummingbirds lightly rupture from all this cornflower mayhem, over the pale, blue-nailed porch, one thimbleful of wet light pours into another, I was wrong about oblivion, after all, the moon is an antique dirigible that drives my addiction to alignment, for a moment I forget my fear of rainstorms, shimmy, under the summer of your fingers, the notes slide loose from my belly in a long jellyrope of eggs, take root in mud, and hatch, a lie, a waltz, an apostle of glass, in the clutch of tiny, elegant isotopes, Thursday, and there's no sharpshin on a pivot for an omen, it has whittled away into a blue, blue sliver, I mean it, older now, I still mistake curiosoty for longing, I still see chaos as a house to escape from, I am counting on getting through this, if only I, if only we had been more diligent, the cuts on our hands would be tributes, tributaries in the dunes, memories like ricepaper, ribbon away oblivion from the dead pulp mill, tomorrow night I will burn at the stake for this, and silver birds will rise from my body, all capels and sepals, for iron is the last element of a star's collapse into eternity.  |
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Dark Stranger Member Patricius
since 2001-03-19
Posts 13631West Coast |
until tomorrow night then.... as you mature you speak of flowers.. enjoyed it darkdot |
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bel1e Senior Member
since 2006-07-24
Posts 1631 |
thanks Dark~ when one matures, the flowers are that much more precious~ xox |
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Toerag Member Ascendant
since 1999-07-29
Posts 5622Ala bam a |
I enjoyed this too gal. (Also kind of like your hot picture)... |
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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
as always Ma'am....I am impresed with your talent, as well as the depths you plumb... |
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bel1e Senior Member
since 2006-07-24
Posts 1631 |
Thanxxxxxx Toe~ got a lot m ore quicksilver in the hair these days. ...but thanks. ; ) |
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bel1e Senior Member
since 2006-07-24
Posts 1631 |
Thank you, my dear Chief Xoxoxoxox |
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Sunshine
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Dear girl, there is moment then depth then delivery. You have encompassed all... although I would like to enquire of more. Might we speak? |
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bel1e Senior Member
since 2006-07-24
Posts 1631 |
Hey Sunshine~ thanX so much~ I sent you me email addy  |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Enjoyed...James |
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bel1e Senior Member
since 2006-07-24
Posts 1631 |
Thanx so much, James! |
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wranx Member Elite
since 2002-06-07
Posts 3689Moved from a shack to a barn |
A different lilt, certainly. I also see clay's vermilion giving way to the ruby and violet of air... More, please *chuckling* |
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bel1e Senior Member
since 2006-07-24
Posts 1631 |
~*~Huge goofy grin~*~* I am SO happy to see you, Wranxie~*~ |
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