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Landscapes 1:2 Solitudes of Lace |
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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
Morning And this landscape is covered in a lace of fog That leaves the early light to bleed through holes A reddened hue to highlight the way Dunes that rise from the thigh of beach Remind me of your hips as you Lay with elbows propped under you Chin nested in the upturned palms And the skin slopes from the curve down leg To hollows behind your knees And the calves soft rise Some ways to the east of where I stand The waves lap in rhythm to the movement Of a far and distant wind pushing always Across the surface to move towards an eventual land And rustles grains of sand in and in and out Of erosional force that shapes tomorrows Uncovering bits of shell Leaving behind driftwood Well worn in sun and storm as might be the bones White beneath the cinnamon of you if revealed I wander along the strand Noting how before the dunes lies too the hollow As does the small of back above your hips then an upward slope along spine To the shoulders of land where the weight of homes and houses Are bourn against the tide Never fully safe from hurricanes Yet still worn well upon time Passing always the phase of moon to bring high mark below As here you can hear the soft moan of wind And I imagine again how it is To watch your eyes Naming points upon a map spread bare As fingers point to places yet explored I stop to rest my head upon the crest of dune and smell The earthiness with closed eyes as I let the lace blend damp with skin More intimate then the thoughts Of gentle swells sweeping away the line demarcating horizon And the stars that in their cold way only stare As voyeur they are they see how it is when bare Spare ribs hold skin and the swell of breast is caressed By soft fingers of dream or the hands of mine Cup weight in palm A tenderness A calm… Hours move on And so too changes the shore New stretched sun a wet dark blend of sand Of waters mark in come and go And in thoughts Of you and I Alone [This message has been edited by Cpat Hair (10-15-2010 08:54 AM).] |
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s1nfully_1nn0c3nt Senior Member
since 2003-10-26
Posts 1105Watertown, NY |
I was blushing at the end of this...as though I peeked in on one of your more intimate moments...  Your comparison between the land and a person flows beautifully. Enjoyed this. -Trina. |
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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
well, ma'am.. you blush beautifully... and wear it well... thanks for the look in... and your nice words |
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Dark Stranger Member Patricius
since 2001-03-19
Posts 13631West Coast |
I made a sandvixen a few weeks ago...she was built just the way I admire, quiet, tempting to the eyes.... and then some grey cat came up and buried "one" in her left breast mound...who new meaning of implants.. sorry bud...just had to share the visual with ya |
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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
LOL..... Well Sir... it sounds like there may be grounds for malpractice that definitely sounds like #2 grade work... |
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Sunkissed Senior Member
since 2002-12-03
Posts 610 |
Hours move on And so too changes the shore New stretched sun a wet dark blend of sand Of waters mark in come and go And in thoughts Of you and I Alone *soft sighs* Beautiful writing, Captain... ~Sunkissed  |
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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
Ms Kissed... glad I could sigh you ma'am... |
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bel1e Senior Member
since 2006-07-24
Posts 1631 |
~~your poetry landscapes leave indelible images on the mind, love~~~ |
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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
Belle, nothing new to you, these scribbles... but thank you for touching them again... |
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Klassy Lassy Member Elite
since 2005-06-28
Posts 2187Oregon |
Some moments of mind and body are precious, akin to being sacred, maybe because the rest of the world goes away, somehow, in the intimacy. A beautiful read. |
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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
Ms Klassy... many thanks for your own beautiful words on my scribble... |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
You do make old feel new.  |
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Eusta B. Mae Senior Member
since 2010-05-03
Posts 903 |
Cpat, That was wonderful...makes me hate being land locked in the prarie. ebm |
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