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MorninGlory Member
since 2003-08-30
Posts 175Oklahoma |
~ Tonight she moves so slowly to the center of the room, a solo spotlight beckons, palest pearl, her sweet perfume trails close behind her, slaying lovers, capturing their souls, her catlike footsteps falling soft beneath the satin folds. Her supple skin glows warm tonight, like caramel and cream, her shoulders smooth and curved and bare, a gentle rise would seem to hold her heavy velvet lidded eyes in blue-teared gaze, the smoke-filled room went silent as her voice broke through the haze. It cost me a lot, but there's one thing that I’ve got, it's my man Cold or wet, tired, you bet, all of this I’ll soon forget, with my man Her voice is low and soft and clear, each syllable defined in moans and whispers cradled carefully, her pain confined, her graceful fingers slice the air, she gathers up a sigh and holds it close against her breast, but only she knows why. He's not much on looks, he's no hero out of books, but I love him, yes, I love him Two or three girls has he, that he likes as well as me, but I love him Her hair is black as pitch, pulled back, her halo shines of pearl, sweet honeyed skin that glistens gold, no ordinary girl could love a man that much, she’s bid a safer life goodbye with lips of ruby red that kiss the stars down from the sky. I don't know why I should, he isn't true He beats me, too, what can I do? She loves a man, a no count man; her eyes tell what lips don’t, her cries hid down inside those notes, she could leave, but she won't, and that sweet gal can mask her fears and love her man all night and wail those blues and bathe her soul in light of eerie white. Oh, my man, I love him so, he'll never know All my life is just despair, but I don't care When he takes me in his arms, the world is bright All right Her heart cries sighs between the lines, no smile, eyes somber grey, she loves that man, that no count man, and in his arms she’ll stay her voice drops to a whisper, and each note tears at her throat, she knows there’ll be no respite, heart grows paler with each note. What's the difference if I say I'll go away When I know I'll come back on my knees someday For whatever my man is, I'm his forevermore So no one knows, except that man, that no count man of hers, how many times she’s paid for love, abuse that she incurs, so many hurts and wounds won’t heal, such things can’t be undone, and now she sings her sorrow to an audience of one. ~ Maurice Yvain was the composer for Mon Homme (Translated: My Man) in 1921 with Channing Pollock being given credit for the English lyrics. [This message has been edited by MorninGlory (10-19-2003 07:15 PM).] |
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Marge Tindal 
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
MorninGlory~ This entire piece is a compelling read~ I'm in for my third read ... you've done a beautiful job with the telling~ *Huglets* ~*Marge*~ ~*When the heart grieves over what it has lost, |
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EvocativeVerse2 Senior Member
since 2003-09-10
Posts 1279 |
Wow! I love this MorninGlory. You have been gone for so long I thought you had left us...but what a come back performance. This one deserves a heck of a lot mor responses then it has gotten. BACK TO THE TOP OF THE LIST IT GOES! Remember, if you're not part of the future, you're history! |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
wow! you've put a great deal of work into this...I'm impressed! |
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EvocativeVerse2 Senior Member
since 2003-09-10
Posts 1279 |
Just had to read this again. It has given me an idea for a new poem I am working on! Still loving it! Remember, if you're not part of the future, you're history! |
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MorninGlory Member
since 2003-08-30
Posts 175Oklahoma |
Oh, my, thank you all, I was giving up a little, figured I should take a break. Thank you for the positive words, I'll post again.. so many just get one or two comments, then poof! lol I have lots out here that hardly anyone saw. But I hear that is the way it goes for a while. Thank you all very much. I feel much better. [This message has been edited by MorninGlory (10-23-2003 01:30 AM).] |
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