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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

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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.

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

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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.

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

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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

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

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