Open Poetry #10 |
Memoirs |
Xeonox
since 2000-04-01
Posts 1764CA, USA |
Scent of your perfume wears me down, < !signature-->Glancing at your lotus lips I take a thousand bows, Eyes of mirrors contains an image of an angel, Your fiery hair melts me at this instance, Your loins are prepared from the finest silk, Ripe melons remind me of your luscious bosom, Your neck is an ornament made for gods, With a stroke of fingers you have spellbinder me, As you motion me to come forward, I become flightless, Each step towards you is a trip to heaven, Tears of joy cascade my eyes filling the breach between our hearts, Scattering like roots I fasten my soul onto yours, Soaking up on your beauty I misplace reality, These memoirs of yours shall keep me levelheaded. Ronil (The sweet sound of summer sends serenity through my soul searching for that evermore solitude.) [This message has been edited by Xeonox (edited 10-30-2000).] |
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Rainydays Member
since 2000-10-21
Posts 324 |
:Glancing at your lotus lips I take a thousand bows," "Your fiery hair melts me at this instance," "Each step towards you is a trip to heaven," "Scattering like roots I fasten my soul onto yours," Xeonox, goodness! You have some fiercely striking lines and images in this piece...quite stirring! What a lovely maiden she must be. Thank you ~ Rainydays |
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Xeonox
since 2000-04-01
Posts 1764CA, USA |
Thank you for your compliments Rainydays. This poem never seems to be alive in this forum. It always gets shoved in the back. Thank you once again. PS, she is a lovely ex maiden. Ronil (The sweet sound of summer sends serenity through my soul searching for that evermore solitude.) |
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SEA
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Member Seraphic
since 2000-01-18
Posts 22676with you |
Xeonox~ very passionate!! -SEA |
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