Open Poetry #38 |
Tinting Echoes with Rose |
Decaflame Senior Member
since 2001-05-11
Posts 1635 |
Tinting Echoes with Rose Were she to share with you a sound and she would you would know it as a resonance some feeling creeping through your tips of toes and fingers until it encompassed with more than a little warmth, your backbone ~ and if she were to color it and she would you would first sense it as a blush that shimmied into some scarlet dance until it became some color of passion, so choose your tone carefully because it is fleshed by blush and can only be seen by the sun of your eyes; for it dwells deep in some dark shadows of love… and she wonders if you ever perceive an echo of scent, how it came to you on some winged moment of greater need she even wonders if you recognized whether the whole of her was girl or woman, or a mixture of must need and later, after the contented moment after you walked away, did you wonder if she made soft sounds of come, again, soon? She did. |
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wordwizard Member
since 2003-09-08
Posts 483on the way to next world |
passionate echos of scent here |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Deca...how wonderful to see you....yes, come again soon sounds just right. |
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Magnus
since 2001-10-10
Posts 14135South Carolina, USA |
Deca, You...sheesh...I guess I am supposed to say something....perhaps I might just sit and daydream, how is that? |
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Gentle Spirit Member Patricius
since 2000-10-09
Posts 13989 |
dear lady, when your muse visits oh how very blessed we are. Oh how wonderful, this.... |
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Neotec Member
since 2006-08-22
Posts 112 |
woow, whiping tears from eyes |
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The Lady Member Rara Avis
since 2005-12-26
Posts 7634The Southwest |
sometimes you happen on a poem and you are so drawn into it the world is quiet while you live in it... like this one |
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Interloper
since 2000-11-06
Posts 8369Deep in the heart |
come near Decaflame passion burns most brightly there intensifying all of the five known senses giving rise to fabled sixth ~*~ see the faintest blush caused initially by heat ever deepening resonating deep within profound reverberation ~*~ this is not the end resounding future awaits demanding encore replicating love’s echo amplifying pinnacle Fool, said my Muse to me, look in thy heart and write. |
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kayjay Member Elite
since 2002-06-24
Posts 2015Oregon |
Your caring is so manifest Your spirit so complete I'd love to phrase such thoughts replete But I'd be tripping over metric feet! Ahh Deca, your unique voice thrills and thrills. KJ Through rubble and trouble and dark of night The yawn of a dawn will hasten the light [This message has been edited by kayjay (09-03-2006 07:51 AM).] |
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