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chartreuse and cigarettes

Its 3am and your lips taste like chartreuse
And cigarettes

You wind me down
Through your plastic gears
Slip my fingers through yours
And we crash into the mechanical arcs of your room

Its 3am and you’re taking me through rivers
And highways of industrial landscapes

Through decades of intricate music

Your sandpaper fingers through blue strands of memory
Detailing out my inner workings

Its 3am and your skin tastes of saltwater taffy
And lust

You crumble over me
Onto sidewalks and street lamps
Into phone booths and the dark iron sky line

We laugh
And drink each other in as the lights go out

Its 3am and your skin around me feels like...

Love

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On Thursday April 26th, 2007, Bella Butchery (1143) writes:

deadly poetry...

On Friday November 17th, 2006, Ainsof (1838) writes:

its 4:44 and this is killer... the sandpaper, saltiness, crumbling, all tend to carry along a subtle yet potentially vexing dry theme... something of an underground river perhaps running along but in a different direction than a surface tide... The combin

On Friday November 17th, 2006, Ainsof (1838) writes:

combination of lust flowing to love all in a moment all before the break of dawn is very momentous, and I like the novelty of your metaphors... esp. the blue *strands*? of memory? As if it were streamers blowing off a child's bicycle or something... yet t

On Friday November 17th, 2006, Ainsof (1838) writes:

the suggestion is more along fingers through hair... the two tropes combined produce some kind of unique effect... excellent!!

On Friday November 17th, 2006, Anna Helianthus (1160) writes:

i knew i was going to love this just by the title alone..and this is so beautiful, with images i could taste and feel. sparkling, lovely write. i love how unique this was, not a typical love poem at all.

On Friday November 17th, 2006, flying_fox (769) writes:

Ahhhhhhhhhh I love your words, and the ending was surprisingly soft and gentle. The imagery is fresh and interesting... great stuff.

On Thursday November 16th, 2006, SaraJane (40) writes:

very nice:)

On Wednesday November 15th, 2006, mozarts cat (270) writes:

'Through decades of intricate music' .. intimate and beautiful ..

On Wednesday November 15th, 2006, deadrosesrdust (136) writes:

I almost want my lips to taste like chartreuse and cigarettes

On Wednesday November 15th, 2006, TropicalSnowstorm (698) writes:

Great piece! I especially love the line "Your sandpaper fingers through blue stands of memory", great imagery. Ciao, T/S

On Wednesday November 15th, 2006, Velvet_Raventon (695) writes:

Have you read Lost Souls? Nice write! ~V.

On Wednesday November 15th, 2006, verablue (161) writes:

i have not, i will look into it

On Wednesday November 15th, 2006, dying angel (1340) writes:

ah...you capture love in your own unique way. i agree with Brian..the title is awesome! "Its 3am and your lips taste like chartreuse/And cigarettes" such vivid descriptions. you never fail to amaze.

On Wednesday November 15th, 2006, blue (1749) writes:

She just keeps rockin!! Love the title too. ~b

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