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pure you push the plush persuit
planular perfume perfection
the ovid isolation dream
suspends eclipsed
where two hearts meet
"thats the poison"
you sighed
and I slid beneath the
sleep of windowless skies
kiss us away
this rainstretch morning
with dampness
tinged in murky puddles
circlets of thoughts
falling down
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Comments
Candlewitch
Tue, 2011-12-20 11:17
Dear Esker,
pure you push the plush persuit
planular perfume perfection
I really enjoyed the alliteration here! But I most admired these lines:
"thats the poison"
you sighed
and I slid beneath the
sleep of windowless skies
great imagery!
always, Cat
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Esker
Tue, 2011-12-20 12:31
I always loved poetry Imagery is everything
poetry saved me when I was troubled..it was like magic..like art in the mind
thank you for your comment Cat
Esker
Tue, 2011-12-20 15:07
drug of love the passion singed wings
i dreamt of someone
and then found her
or she found me
the fog of this history
making ghosts of us
and yet to each we
are real and haunted
to love a ghost is a mystery
charm
suspension in moments
where we drift into eachs
lives and away
there are no tokens
no momentos but the
fleeting wisps of words
and poetry that linger
like real kisses
and that achoe to have
a real touch
the hunger of a real
embrace
its that ache that thrives
like a drug
and makes the heart
beat mad in revelations
of want and fondness