Open Poetry #37 |
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ThisDiamond Member Rara Avis
since 2002-02-22
Posts 9353Michigan, USA |
Distance seems relative as it speaks In redundant chant to the perfection of night Harboring mystery as if mastery Salutations scented rain to implore A rowboat set adrift to explore How courageous is the moon Moving tectonic plates That might and muscle exceed The way of flesh beneath my hands So as not be missed by tenderness Spreading me thin across the water That I might float or drown But never to be cold or lifeless For apart becomes together in its silence Brooding minnows quick silver skirt Where closeness is brevity superb For then you are simply breathing The think of a thousand brushes Until depth arises to touch the dawn Turning pink the outline of a linen sheath As my lips draw the taste of pleasure From the wet of lasting, you blend on my cheek Copyright Kkh 2/22/06 |
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Magnus
since 2001-10-10
Posts 14135South Carolina, USA |
There is something about boats that is so captivating and romantic....HUH? Now, if I could just find the boat...and a gal to leisurely twirl her fingers in the waters... Where is my dog? Pets always attract women. |
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The Lady Member Rara Avis
since 2005-12-26
Posts 7634The Southwest |
"As my lips draw the taste of pleasure From the wet of lasting, you blend on my cheek" Simply lovely TD. |
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iliana Member Patricius
since 2003-12-05
Posts 13434USA |
This is just gorgeous....you really draw the reader into the portrait you paint. ...jo |
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Nightshade
since 2001-08-31
Posts 13962just out of reach |
Wonderful weave of words TD. hugs, Chris Poetry is an echo, asking a shadow to dance. |
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