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Open Poetry #39

The seventh Hour

themute
Member

since 2006-05-08

Posts 469
Maryland

0 posted 2006-10-09 04:18 PM

The seventh Hour

‘Twas the seventh hour between us
Where words are the false gods of our expression
And love had lost its for-thought meaning
As our minds wouldn’t comprehend infinity
Beauty, memories unbound deep into the eyes
I had a feeling, that you and I were special ones
That our fortune bells would sound together
For we are the condensation on the coldest bottle
Tightly situated in the highest croon to croon:
Is this the eye of sacred storms?
Where once we used to face their forms of violence
A traitor to them now, we’re dancing
Far off into the purple pink horizon
Enveloped in the wavy blue, shinning by the light
Whisked away by clouds and gray,
Only new once when I told you
That the seventh hour holds us tightly
This moment lasts forever

I am the two-toed wanderer

gypsyheartx
Member

since 2006-02-09

Posts 104
Istanbul-Turkey/U.S.-Maryland

1 posted 2006-10-09 06:21 PM

This is beautiful, I love it. Paints a great picture. Thanks for sharing.
~Miranda~

nakdthoughts
Member Laureate

since 2000-10-29

Posts 19200
Between the Lines

2 posted 2006-10-09 06:45 PM

"For we are the condensation on the coldest bottle"

You always have some of the greatest lines...

M

JamesMichael
Member Empyrean

since 1999-11-16

Posts 33336
Kapolei, Hawaii, USA

3 posted 2007-02-10 09:51 PM

Nice writing...James

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