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affliction
sauve translation
the neon tube fire
burning like an oracle
this affection
I watch transfixed
your slender cold hands
upon my chest
your breath through
my dress shirt
how many lives
have I lived
you once asked
how many tommorows
have you seen
and you smiled
"I have seen them all"
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Nordic cloud
Fri, 2011-03-25 15:34
An old hand!
No I meant not that.
This intimacy I know of,
it is so simple and beautiful a communication,
when the mind is perfectly at rest,
it doesn't wish to be asked such questions,
but here they were asked;
and we still feel the intimacy of worth.
Love to you Steven from Ann.
"The image of yourself which you see in a mirror Is dead,
but the reflection of the moon on water, lives." Kenzan.
Esker
Sat, 2011-03-26 10:51
light speed
conversion
from steam era to oil
stammer in recoil
the hesitant lust
propells
and the wake froths
like a cold tonic
beneath the hot bulb illumination
I wait
in a room darkened to a tombs likeness
the walled labrynth
the peaceful bumps in the night
only when time gives notion to reflect
can one tell how close
how close anyone came
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