Open Poetry #15 |
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Discordant Dreams... |
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Decaflame Senior Member
since 2001-05-11
Posts 1635 |
Discordant Dreams mind fumbles, stumbles, rumbling over the sheets of sleep, dreaming, dreaming deep… somehow you feel that my lips under yours would say more so we converse by hand and body mimicry saying more than we've said before ~*~ you knew all of the spots along my back, down my hips, inside my thighs, triggering them softly still feeling the knead and pull of you there, in that second floor's room, meant only for our memories some feelings stayed you went away why? ~*~ revisiting yesterday I’ll remove bandages you remove layers time will bring us back to us for I would feel you again beneath fingertips watch as you catch your breath in recall realizing today won't bring back what we've lost but it’s a good beginning opening eyes to see you, realizing I don't want to kiss you with eyes closed, you will disappear again ~*~ only my mind hears the haunting your words as you left, taunting exclaiming no one will ever know you like me how those words set this reverie in your shadows I still lie and in retrospect, I have tried to think of you and deny oh yes, oh yes, I really try but your fingertips still caress warm lips still know where to rest so this is why the mind is weak you still bring my senses to peak the recall and memory of you I would still want that love of two ~*~ you only step into the shadows far enough for me to see the form of you but I feel the warm of you for you have ever permeated all of me beyond reason... come again, come now please me once more with more than a penetrating glance lift me and mine spirits for I would know the whole of you, even if I dally with shadows allow me again to lift my face to yours, and feel your fingers once more trace my throat and downward to what still quivers under your touch you've never felt me call for you more than I do now and my mind, with a sense of its own, reaches outward to you, I wait to rain inside once your touch brings back that which so much has waited for... has waited on... has waited... no longer a shell, but complete, again replete, again, and I would sip, again the wine of you... before your shadow passes and leaves but embers in your footsteps and winter mantles my death... ~*~ you are not so black of heart m'love that the sun could not impart my love upon that which you would chart, m'love, a course on the river's wild, m'love, nor would you then revile my love so take in thought of 'morrows to come, and not of sorrows hum but a course in the river's wake, my love, and of a giver's sake, m'love... ~*~ mind fumbles, stumbles, rumbling over the sheets of sleep, waking slow in morning’s light, and wondering where went the night…. [This message has been edited by Decaflame (edited 08-28-2001).] |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
oh my......my oh my........ breathless and speechless here. Feels like Im dancin with truth and wisdom |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Decaflame, I can only agree with JM. |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada |
Wonderful writing Decaflame....... "you knew all of the spots along my back, down my hips, inside my thighs, triggering them softly still feeling the knead and pull of you there, in that second floor's room, meant only for our memories some feelings stayed you went away why?" I can't understand why! The whole work is marvelous! |
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Cpat Hair![]()
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
Wonderfully done... spellbinding... |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Deca--Tremendous!! Wow! |
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