Open Poetry #38 |
Touch is all |
Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
Mind boggling mindfulness polymer-like perspectives revealed, unveiled serendipitously. Some are strangers to my brain. And I laugh at myself, inane moments of bliss such as this fly by in a gray mist, and well they should, when in the end all the ear hears is half-truths that fall like youth itself, on deafened ears abused by years of neglect. Spit the truth out for once, please, don’t tease. Bring me to my knees with ease, in passion’s breath. Touch is all it takes (as friend Tim wrote) to make us warm. And I am cold. |
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skyshine
since 2002-02-07
Posts 3058Beneath the northern stars |
So passionate! Yet there was a gentleness also..... Very nice, Midnitesun! I really liked this. ~sky I hope someday you get the chance to live like you were dying.... ~Tim McGraw |
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themute Member
since 2006-05-08
Posts 469Maryland |
sounds like two poems put in one, the second is very simple and to the point (much loved) and the first is a contimplative poem about a situation perhaps, both of them are pretty true to a such a sexy situation. very good indeed midnight.. |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
the ending sure did hit me good |
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Dominique-Simone Senior Member
since 2005-11-12
Posts 643 |
hard hitting.. Favorite And I laugh at myself, inane moments of bliss such as this fly by in a gray mist, and well they should, when in the end all the ear hears is half-truths that fall like youth itself, on deafened ears abused by years of neglect. |
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