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Sonnet to My bleeding Lip

The taste in mouth is sweet, liquid pleasure
mature and full bodied aromatic
a spring from a fount of life
Of salt and dreams
crimson nectar
beautiful like a bleeding lip
blood that caresses swelling pink lips
trickling down my alabaster chin
a graceful waltz of chaos
like a parade of tears
savory and delicate
proclaims innocence and guilt
torture to beauties ideal
makes it beauty all the more

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On Thursday October 2nd, 2008, blue (1702) writes:

..beautiful like blood on tangled silk, or an angry sky.. more heart-voice from you.. as always. ~b

On Wednesday October 1st, 2008, xoSarahox (17) writes:

a graceful waltz of chaos, my favorite line beautiful poem i enjoyed it, keep it up! ~Sarah

On Thursday October 2nd, 2008, Circe Avalon (179) writes:

thanks for the praise!! I appreciate it greatly!

On Wednesday October 1st, 2008, Leith Plunkett (320) writes:

second that. what a beautiful oxymoron. very visual. i think i need a drink :-)

On Wednesday October 1st, 2008, Aleas (247) writes:

Ah, punch drunk love. Never tasted so sweet, though it definitely burns on the way out.

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