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Cpat Hair
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0 posted 2010-10-15 08:00 AM




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

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s1nfully_1nn0c3nt
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1 posted 2010-10-15 08:18 AM


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.

"To decieve ones self, is truly a grueling battle. One which we're destined to lose."

Cpat Hair
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2 posted 2010-10-15 08:21 AM


well, ma'am.. you blush beautifully...
and wear it well...

thanks for the look in... and your nice words

Dark Stranger
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3 posted 2010-10-15 11:52 AM


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

Cpat Hair
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4 posted 2010-10-15 12:12 PM


LOL.....
Well Sir... it sounds like there may be grounds for malpractice

that definitely sounds like #2 grade work...


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5 posted 2010-10-15 05:39 PM


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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6 posted 2010-10-15 07:07 PM


Ms Kissed... glad I could sigh you ma'am...


bel1e
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7 posted 2010-10-16 12:49 PM


~~your poetry landscapes leave indelible images on the mind, love~~~

             

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8 posted 2010-10-16 12:52 PM


Belle,
nothing new to you, these scribbles... but thank you for touching them again...


Klassy Lassy
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9 posted 2010-10-16 04:04 PM


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.  
Cpat Hair
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10 posted 2010-10-16 05:11 PM


Ms Klassy... many thanks for your own beautiful words on my scribble...


Sunshine
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11 posted 2010-10-16 09:09 PM


You do make old
feel new.




Eusta B. Mae
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12 posted 2010-10-18 09:56 AM


Cpat, That was wonderful...makes me hate being land locked in the prarie. ebm
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