Open Poetry #36 |
Forgotten Virus. |
Kaoru
since 2003-06-07
Posts 3892where the wild flowers grow |
I tell you that I can handle your honesty, and your petty incomplete smiles. I do not desire a dissipating love, a defensive desire. I know, you're not coming home. Your patterns are so familiar, like destructive waves among my skin, and I bleed for you day after day... ..I wish I knew someone with hands like yours, only softer and loving toward my complex structure.. I understand now.. you will not allow me to have a name, or a memory, a death by forgotten virus..I do not exist. |
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Earth Angel Member Empyrean
since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215Realms of Light |
"..I wish I knew someone with hands like yours, only softer and loving toward my complex structure.." ~ You deserve nothing less. A woman who is as beautiful on the inside, as on the outside, should be honoured and adored. Speaking of "adored", give adorable Freyja a big hug from me! ~ and keep one for yourself! EA |
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pandonov Member
since 2003-10-03
Posts 478b/w conscience and insolence |
sad and beautiful. is sadness always the reason for creating beauty? sure is... |
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Courage2Survive Junior Member
since 2005-11-15
Posts 32 |
Meg, I loved this piece because it is so incredibly real, well all poetry is real feelings and such but, so many days go by and men do this over and over again. I bet there are a few woman who do it too but then again I don't know everything. The part about the hands was my favorite part. You deserve nothing but the best, you are a very sweet person. Keep writing. x0x0- C2S <3 Heart 2 Heart <3 Kellie Cantrell |
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