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Artur Hawkwing
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since 1999-06-30

Posts 444
USA

0 posted 1999-07-03 12:23 PM

Where indestructible memories flow,
where you flow, my love,
my hands hold invisible air,
a whispering of a love lost.

Brighter than Venus your eyes glow,
with love more kind than summer,
your eyes are memories of my eyes,
those immortal eyes that were deep pools.

An eye is known to consume the soul,
your eyes are whirlpools which drown time
with the youth of eternal summer,
as the wildness is full of innocence.

Your questions prove my nonexistence,
the void which fills me with longing
for the perfect friend and the sea beyond
where the sand are numerous as the stars.

A tiara I place at your head, my queen,
thinking of your beautiful face
and the look that says you do not suspense
how much I love you for who you are.

There is no barrier, no strongwall,
only understanding between our eyes,
and words will not come out,
and I face tomorrow afraid as usual.

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Artur Hawkwing.... 'The grave is no bar to my call.' Horn of Valere

Poet deVine

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Member Seraphic

since 1999-05-26

Posts 22612
Hurricane Alley

1 posted 1999-07-03 11:19 PM

Powerful! Sorry I missed this when you first logged on!

Lil Angel
Junior Member

since 1999-07-03

Posts 21

2 posted 1999-07-04 02:29 AM

Wow... a very good poem....your use of words is touching....

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"Consider the past and you shall know the future."

DreamEvil
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since 1999-06-22

Posts 2396

3 posted 1999-07-04 02:37 AM

Elegance on paper.

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I would devour you save that you would no longer be there.

Alain DeLaCendres
Member

since 1999-07-02

Posts 119
Ohio

4 posted 1999-07-04 02:49 AM

I liked the idea of the eyes conveying so many thoughts and emotions. That is a belief that I myself think is very true. The eyes hold many secrets...Great poem Artur.

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Tout s'en va, tout passe, l'eau coule, et le couer oublie.

Artur Hawkwing
Member

since 1999-06-30

Posts 444
USA

5 posted 1999-07-05 01:05 AM

Poet deVine, you have brightened my day by doing the simple or not-so-simple task of replying to my poems, and this extends to the others too.

Alain - A very kind explanation of how you understood the part about eyes conveying images. And happy fourth of July to you...

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