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Chinadoll
I remember your hands
and their journeys
firm and sure
they planed my hips
smoothing thighs
to abandonment
you touched my eyes
asleep
as if you could see
the visions of want
in my dream
rimming my lips of the taste
lingering from my last meal,
(sometimes you)
your hands haunt me
like ghosts of themselves
where once, you would need
to feel the pressure of us
now,
you pick me up like fine china
pressing my hands to your lips
as if sipping tea
treat me as iron and marble
pound and polish me
until I beg for no more
Style / type:
Free verse
Review Request (Intensity):
I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
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Comments
Josephus
Wed, 2013-04-10 05:57
A very loving piece expressed
A very loving piece expressed in beautiful imagery. I especially liked the last line.
Joe
My mind's writing cheques my body can't cash.
Seren
Wed, 2013-04-10 06:04
Hi Joe
I am very happy you liked this one thanks for the read and the comment
sincerely JC x
“The world is full of magic things, patiently waiting for our senses to grow sharper.” — W.B. Yeats
Josephus
Wed, 2013-04-10 06:03
I once wrote a poem that
I once wrote a poem that could be a companion to this one. I'm going to post it for you later today.
Joe
My mind's writing cheques my body can't cash.
Seren
Wed, 2013-04-10 06:05
I look forward to reading it
I look forward to reading it :)
hugs JC
“The world is full of magic things, patiently waiting for our senses to grow sharper.” — W.B. Yeats
Kailashana2
Thu, 2013-04-11 09:22
JC, are you running on empty?
JC, are you running on empty? All the poems you've posted recently are old ones you've reworked, n'est ce pas? Did you ever get the poetry book published you were working on?
The fact that they are remembered, bode well.
~Anna
Seren
Fri, 2013-04-12 04:32
A~
I had been running on empty but recently I have gotten back in the saddle there are two new poems that I have posted, and over time I plan to post all my works from the old site, I dont always have time to write these days so my output is much lower than when I was here all the time
and It's nice that they are remembered for whatever reason
~JC
“The world is full of magic things, patiently waiting for our senses to grow sharper.” — W.B. Yeats