Open Poetry #27 |
Absinth rain |
Magia_negra Member
since 2003-07-16
Posts 77CA, USA |
Blunt, hot, your finger touched my wet palm Black&White world blazed with purple fire Underneath - strange and wild desire And around - mysterious realm. Smelling skin I trembled in your arms And melted helpless against the ancient wall Behind it, behind the solid bars You kept all the captured before souls. Craze, fast, I saw gold sparkles in your dark eyes You looked deep inside me and stayed there forever Whatever you'd done - your crimes, cynicism, lies Didn't matter while we burned in fever. Frank, strong, I watched your heavy faceā¦ Trying to get out of my great confusion I wary smiled - would you form or raze Something beautiful from my mixed up delusions? Green dragon blossomed in my sweating mind Ran through my fingers, stroke nipples and toes, Sweet longing for a man one of a kind Was fulfilled at last as I made my choice. Letting you in I screamed out all my pain I ran through the towns of the deepest kingdoms I flew in the clouds; I lied on the meadows Empty and beautiful under absinth rain. I saw jealous eyes around - Starring at me with quiet hatred They were looking for hidden dirt, they'd found Stories from my past, forgotten, faded. I heard them talking, I could see their thoughts boiling Around us in the twilight air As we sat on the edge between life and death, smoking Sharing your hot pink-black lair. Soft, gentle, you were lying relaxed - your head on my knees, teasing Nothing mattered then, it was just Your voice, your warmth, breathing. Where did you go? Where is the path that would lead me To that razor blade on which you walked alone?.. ...somos los locos para siempre |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Nice writing...James |
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Ceinwyn Member Elite
since 2000-07-09
Posts 2175VA |
Dang you can write..haha doncha just hate those type of comments all I can come up with now..I enjoyed this nonetheless..love how u wove this If at first you don't succeed destroy all the evidence that you tried. |
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wranx Member Elite
since 2002-06-07
Posts 3689Moved from a shack to a barn |
This is very good. Happy to have stumbled upon it. "I saw jealous eyes around - Starring at me with quiet hatred They were looking for hidden dirt, they'd found Stories from my past, forgotten, faded." I know these eyes...My own stories, and that dusty path to the past. And? it would seem there's not room for two on the razors edge. Cool write! ~wranx |
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