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Martie
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since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California 
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Full of Diamonds She felt his look from across the room and turned. His eyes moved slowly, she could feel them, not cold like marbles but more like feathers bold and silken. They touched her places and she trembled and looked at the flow of misty silk stir against her legs though she was still. For that was how it felt, his eyes, speaking her name once, though he said nothing, then reaching out to touch her hair there, where it fell behind her ear, he ran is fingers through until each strand was on fire. She looked once more but he still sat at the piano his fingers dancing across the keys and now, his eyes were closed. She shook her head and looked at the crystal glass she held and saw it was full of diamonds. The air was shimmering and she took a breath of drowning and sank her eyes into the red toenail that peeked from her shoe in wanton display of her feelings. When she looked again his back was turned and his laughter fell across the nape of her neck and collected all the tiny pieces of her sensuality and threw them like dice across the hardwood floor, and the song had ended. [This message has been edited by Martie (edited 03-19-2001).] |
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PoeticKnight Senior Member
since 2000-01-20
Posts 1144New Orleans, LA |
Whoa, I'm out of breath after reading this. I wanted it to continue *S*, but that is another story. I loved the sensual way you put these words together. Very hypnotic to me. Just a humble opinion. |
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Sunshine
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since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
ummmm, that gaze moved mountains.... |
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Mysteria 
since 2001-03-07
Posts 18328British Columbia, Canada |
Horray! I am still a sexual being at 55! Hehe...that was wonderful, and what a weaver of words you are. |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
His eyes moved slowly, she could feel them, not cold like marbles but more like feathers bold and silken. They touched her places, for her skirt, a flow of misty silk stired against her legs, though she was still. For that was how it felt, his eyes, speaking her name once, though he said nothing, then reaching out to touch her hair there, where it fell behind her ear, he ran is fingers through until each strand was on fire. ============== She shook her head and looked at the crystal class she held and saw it was full of diamonds. The air was shimmering and she took a breath of drowning =============== When she looked again his back was turned and his laughter fell across the nape of her neck and collected all the tiny pieces of her sensuality and threw them like dice across the hardwood floor, and the song had ended. ================ You are just so damn good at this...*S* yowzers ... I think me Martie-girl has been in the raspberry tea  We wish ourselves beautiful, |
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suthern
since 1999-07-29
Posts 20723Louisiana |
This reminds me of the song "Killing Me Softly With His Song" (he was singing my life with his words). *S* Your incredible imagery made the seduction as real to the reader as it was to the listener... Absolutely beautiful!!!! *S* |
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OWG Member
since 2001-03-19
Posts 155California |
room of reflections what was what will be what may be all shimmering in equal value dug it Ms M |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
then reaching out to touch her hair there, where it fell behind her ear, he ran is fingers through until each strand was on fire. (oh man) and she took a breath of drowning (so very cool) ================= forgot to put this jewel in my library... want to read it till I go blind this is such a cool poem Martie... I wanna write like this when I grow up  (read this on phone to a certain cowboy and he said to tell you "you are awesome lady") he was a taken with it and impressed as I am. We wish ourselves beautiful, |
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Martie
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since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Poetic Knight--Thank you for your humble opinion. Karilea--As you know, it is possible. Myteria--Thank you so much for your honest reply...this was just a little piece of fiction that I found in the truth. Janet--I must try that rasberry tea some time...thanks for coming back again and for relaying Mark's comments...hugs! suthern--Yes, I always loved that song...and that's the way it was supposed to be...so glad you knew. OMG--Thank you...I'm glad you liked. |
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Auguste
since 2000-02-16
Posts 3953By the sea |
Martie, I enjoyed this. I like seeing more sensuality showing in your work. It works well here. Michael Proust- |
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Wilfred Yeats Member Elite
since 2000-08-04
Posts 2704Wilmington, Delaware |
Another 'first' for you =(picture me squirming as I read) just a very slight indication of what this poem's effect has had ~S~ - but more importantly - written as only you could. |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada |
Ah you're something else kiddo! You so much think like a poet, a poet that inspires others with vivid reflections of time and space as they fall all around us....this is a great example of your talent for that...just absolutely wonderful! The poet is like a cocoon; in him the caterpillar of the past finds rest, and from him the butterfly of the future emerges. |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Martie~ I read this seventeen times today at work - Yes ! I said SEVENTEEN ! Each time it oozed across the screen ... flowing gently with awakening ... Just floored with your writing talent ! I couldn't wait to get home and re-read it. Needless to say - it's been printed and framed. 'She shook her head and looked at the crystal glass she held and saw it was full of diamonds.' Good gracious, girl ... this just shimmers with beauty ! ! ! ! ! I love ya' .... and I'm soooooooooo glad you are a poet AND my  'Sis' !~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ |
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Martie
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since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Michael--Thanks for the reply, my friend..I'm glad you liked. Bill--blush..thanks for such a lovely reply. ethome--I thank you Eric, for these words so appreciated...I'm pleased. Marge--Seventeen times!!! ARe you sure! What a wonderful compliment you give me with your numbers...but that's what a sis is for, right? Love ya! |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Nineteen now !  *Hugs* Back to the front pages with this beauty. ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
library |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
Geez! where do you get the thoughts? the ideas? the way to write them? the ending is terrific! |
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