Open Poetry #10 |
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this smile dies (repost) |
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glorybox Junior Member
since 2000-09-17
Posts 26 |
Where is the smile you once shined when the morning came, caressing your lips to perfection of an "O" and you yawned yourself awake. We slept with dreams to remember, and yet forget to have memory of the night in which we fell down together and left the bedside unclean. The sheets engulf our nakedness seredipity; our nakedness and ambiguous thoughts; our nakedness and swollen fancy. You won't leave me unclean, as you wash away stains with a warm towel; to shiver the instability of quivering lies. You won't leave me anticipating, as you lay ice upon my bruises with melted contradiction; to soothe the terror between our thighs. Where has the smile fled, banishing from the sobering guilt when you left the bedside manners we engaged unsatisfied? The stolen opportunity of the waking dreams underneath this blanket, in your hands melted I wither to a puddle beneath the slumber The wakings caress and mollify my permission; caress and strip my confession; caress and starve my submission. You forget to pity the impurity, as you pray in silent of another dream descending; to scrape the-rapist sight from your eyes. You forget to rue the lucidity, as you blind the fancy free from occuring undreamed; to abstain the pain from my cries. This smile dies; This smile dies. |
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