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Of your body this flesh ghosted w/ you i
quiver. Such what blesses tongues
in you elated, a sudden new arrow
what flies. In sedation; enchant(ed)dreams
eternal-
as bones tremble, all and the trembling
as bones whisper, what shadows burn
soft - as weakness - your breath trem-
bles my mouth what touches: and in you
complete
(i am).

Sunsets, silent beautiful
rivers-
restless cinemas in dreams
as smoke shivers in candles,
snakes mirror romance in flame;
soft massage for her only
as across deserts glowing
as every little thing in roses
like gardens full bring truth
&touch in bloom. So sweet
and candlelight as fire passions
over hearts away; again, your
breath touches, and it touches
in spires& spines of spirits& spring.
All suns& moons cling, an ideal grace
her face how i did not know, and yet
now what bright snows falls no gods
could weather where she wears
the season's sparkling eyes; what
brilliance may come. And
how slow the strokes of time& clocks
comes heaving at this towering inferno
divine her seduction turns
what burns darkly as she slowly
wanders thrillfull in mirth a silent
glimmer of swelled desire

which w/ awful desire how envy
of all desires in poet's paradise
these apples what Lillith gives
to Eve unknown- through intercourse
of angels these sails of morning felled
what feathers doves to kiss; on
your shower of delicate lips
your wings to taste i come to
pleasure, seeking-
and again and again and again
and,
what love labours measure in cost
holy to thine devils lost or tossed?
for whom your flattery does
vigour warmth
like softness in silk
grown huge in knives
her sleeping breasts as bouquets
for beauty,
i must on judgement's sigh
a vow in her i would to die.

and all desires as wines to embrace
and again and again and again
and-

again; come in(side) between me
beneath me behind me. I like how
you undress my senses w/ things
deluding dreams dare not dream.
Feathered,
careless in the pleasures of night's sins;
of delights and secret dark let no
woods whisper w/out unthought wrought.
Unknown knowledge given.
So bright your heaven it does
shine as hell. Oh fairest goddess!
whose fair face comforts me:
bring me gentle as spring into your
fruitful progeny so that i may bleed
of you at dawn marked by forever
in a crown of golden infinity, this ground
beneath my feet my Eurydice for you
in hell's dank nightmare i would fathom,
desperate or raped as Persephone.

Let not virtue run nor promise wither as the
ocean wanes upon as the moon winters.
These tears cast not in shame
but compliments of consent
as the night falls
answering unto all
how your sweet mouth resigns
in love as marriage besets in
flowers the gentle carriages to deplore;
with eager hearts of velvet vindication
thrusted in trusted grapes
lets drink the nectars of vines
and implore the touch of tendar
crimes o'er reflections
of night's virginity
upon your jewelled eyes-
this delicate sense of
sincerity, as upon you i ride
endless into the delicious body
of time,

all of what in truth to you is whole,
or nothing i give
is me for your soul.






And onto your gentle frame
as night i go
 quiet as a gentle ghost.

---

"it is most mad and moonly
and less it shall unbe
than all the sea which only
is deeper than the sea
...
it is most sane and sunly
and more it cannot die
than all the sky which only
is higher than the sky."
- e.e. cummings




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On Monday March 31st, 2008, Circe Avalon (182) writes:
"Let not virtue run nor promise wither as the ocean wanes upon as the moon winters." Very good work! I like the 'natures course' on these subjects of morality.


On Saturday July 17th, 2004, TropicalSnowstorm (748) writes:
"Sunsets, silent beautiful rivers- restless cinemas in dreams as smoke shivers in candles, snakes mirror romance in flame" - what beautiful lines!


On Saturday July 17th, 2004, TropicalSnowstorm (748) writes:
This piece is at the same time reserved and sensual, detached observation yet wholly intimate. This is a masterpiece and I enjoy your style, as always. Ciao, T/S


On Thursday July 15th, 2004, Dolly_Fatale (31) writes:
this is an amazing piece. the imagery is wonderful. you have such talent.


On Thursday July 15th, 2004, purr_verse (1435) writes:
you reduce me to quiet tears, beautiful, and i cannot find the words... i don't believe there are any, so i'll take a few of yours... "Let not virtue run nor promise wither as the ocean wanes upon as the moon winters." - i swear it.


On Thursday July 15th, 2004, purr_verse (1435) writes:
i have told you before but the truth of it still amazes me... you are/your art - rare. and. magnificent.


On Thursday July 15th, 2004, glasshouse (801) writes:
The first five lines of the second stanza could have bound me there forever. I like this piece as well. It was, for lack of a better term, haunting. Good piece. -Glass


On Thursday July 15th, 2004, tears of decadence (222) writes:
wow! such sweetness pouring out from a lemon.. kinda the feeling ive been left with.. very bueatiful indeed!! *tears*



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