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Agapornis

I can't taste
the serenity of snow
on my tongue

Nor feed myself
on air and water
droplets

Conditions surrounding me
Bite at my lungs
asphyxiating my words
and blinding my ears.

I could feel
the Season's wintry breath
on my hands

That feeling has been
and is gone.

Taste is an illusion
from nectarous lips
full of blood and life
gnawed to finis.

But I can feel
the Season's wintry breath
on my feet.
the Vernal Equinox breathing in
the song of the Lovebird.

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On Thursday January 20th, 2005, Raven (367) writes:

Beautiful in every facet... your words compliment the subject perfectly.. Thank you for this..._Raven

On Thursday January 20th, 2005, purr_verse (1423) writes:

as anth said, excellent to see a new post from you...and this certainly did not disappoint. Evocative write with some really lovely language; beautiful closing, and just altogether excellent.

On Thursday January 20th, 2005, Anth (1571) writes:

great to see you posting, another flawless and unique write from you, i loved the last verse most, brilliance

On Thursday January 20th, 2005, Lydia Jade (783) writes:

that feeling has been and is gone..wow impressive...i expect nothing less of ypu

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