Monday, September 26, 2011

before you came...

...I found fault in everything, everything that now
seduces me to swim nude upon black petal nights
that rhyme with my body's answer to your slow hand
inside my sighing place,  before you came I was a

tearless virgin, now my body reads like a prized map
Marco Polo would follow to his death, with my name
on his last breath


S.

16 comments:

  1. Now that was an incredible, moving piece :)

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  2. breathless. you truly left me breathless with this.

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  3. dear Deborah, I'm glad this bonbon is pleasing
    to your palate.

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  4. lyrical, Loulou - O. breathlessness...a state
    of suspended joy -wonderful & ty.

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  5. Kerry, hi. I'm no Kate Chopin, but I'll certainly
    take the compliment. Please return.

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  6. Oh my dear, I think you just make me heave out loud. People in my office are staring.



    ;)

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  7. I like your poetry, and the way you use rhyme. ...which is a rather large compliment, since I usually hate poetry. ;D

    xo

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  8. Cammmilla, if my bonbon made you heave then
    consider this a belated birthday present.

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  9. Well then, so glad you enjoyed Mitch.

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  10. So very seductive...the sighs of a virgin to the moan of a siren...Love it!

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  11. hey Susie - I love that you read my poetry
    so carefully -TY

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