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rise ruby lisp
like a jewel lip
the hot house leap

We the attic tenders
an ache of cotton
stretched upon our arms
and the tall haze of summer
climber of the yard

we hear static whispers
in transistor resistors
the wind torn towers

we are dark ovid acres
carbon crystals in the light
we are the hunger of water
when our loves hurt and parched
passion wends our sight

soft skin
as warm as autumn thoughts
soft in its haze
these spell cast mazes
twin deception

you leaned and whispered
while a storm broke
against the heartbeat
of a dusk

"this is all in perception.."

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A coming together of many of your words to make a scene in the minds eye.
To perceive the ruby lips, static voices, to have someone there to whisper such a thing in your ear, is solid Gold..
Great write and good to read, Yours, Ian.T

There are a million reasons to believe in yourself,
So find more reasons to believe in others..

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