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Black Kiss |
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babygirlwlove Senior Member
since 2004-10-10
Posts 1180New York City 
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Sable, the swallow rising as it banks over the white conduits of marrow in the body, rain slashes through the honey locust, along the long ellipse of its hunt, lifts into the heaving red wheat prairie as savage dragonflies rise from stems to cling, a deep sienna of doeskin tremors over their sting, catkins, an aftermath, melancholy to the skin soaked in white calla, its reticence assails the sleeping orchards of the heart, in its darkest sheaves, to cleave apart the soft joining of lips and silence me, for eternity is this moment, and the light you give does not conceive, but cloaks me in a coat of flames, the burnt locus of slaughter, taunts the rubric of Christ’s hidden scriptures, as I night, the body, solely a vessel of shadow, returning through a field of windfall, ripe with wasps, echo you in me, a dream of a dream dreamt, in the dim recess of light your lips close like a sutra over mine, a brutality of moments ground out of thick pine, as the fine agony of cricket ballets rise shivering, to stillness, this silence is a lotus, a blue psalm, throttles the throat, as a quorum of swallows gather between the swathes of sunlight and skewed shadows, and lift as one body, subsumed by our abandoned depths, out of exile, you have made me a homeland of truant light and as I night, lightning opens like scripture, a black plea, poured over some sore refuge, and so that I may never be restored, cloak me in a coat of flames suffering an ecstasy of moments hardened in amber, over the white conduits of marrow in the savage body, writhe a black throng of swallows, assail the sleeping orchards of the heart, in its darkest sheaves, to cleave apart the soft joining of lips and silence me. 2005 (C) babygirLPress **Intoxicant to the SouL** |
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Gentle Spirit Member Patricius
since 2000-10-09
Posts 13989 |
out of exile, you have made me a homeland of truant light and as I night, lightning opens like scripture, a black plea, poured over some sore refuge, and so that I may never be restored, Awesome scribe BBG! So pleased to see your words here tonight. Hugs. |
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babygirlwlove Senior Member
since 2004-10-10
Posts 1180New York City |
GentleSpirit~ your presence...is always a blessing~ Thank you for taking the time to read this with me, tonight~ ~much love~ ~baby **Intoxicant to the SouL** |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
quote: oooh lalalala but this one rocks, m'dear |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
"your lips close like a sutra over mine, a brutality of moments ground out of thick pine, as the fine agony of cricket ballets rise shivering, to stillness, this silence is a lotus, a blue psalm, throttles the throat, as a quorum of swallows gather between the swathes of sunlight and skewed shadows, and lift as one body, subsumed by our abandoned depths," Do me next? whimpering...  breathtaking |
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aujussy wolf
since 2003-08-09
Posts 1215Michigan |
out of exile, you have made me a homeland babygirL , those words took me to a far away land , much enjoyed b ~wolfy |
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babygirlwlove Senior Member
since 2004-10-10
Posts 1180New York City |
Midnite~ thanx for hitting this~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Serenity **you tease** lol...thanks, love~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Wolfy~ Thanx for taking the trip with me~ Much Love, ~babygirL~ **Intoxicant to the SouL** |
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