Plasir d'Amour

Plasir d'Amour

A Poem by Moi

Tonight I couldn't even say your name,
Sweet song it is, it was, and wordless now
I wandered the night searching for its fame,
Wet lines like crags, giving cheeks subtle glow.
Beneath the drowsy lights, no sound, I walked
To that place; with my confidences met,
And tried to say it and how? but then balked
As whimpers broke my face to slop and wet.
My pules died in the air; earless, vapid --
And when tried to ask in that after-calm
Why so impossible and so rapid?
Dampened with the answer, dressed in napalm:
To him, flattery, and all my smiles cease.
Tears and poems; thus on the mantel piece.

© 2008 Moi


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cheers, mate, This is utterly heart breaking to me, and good use of the dour wetness to douse your hopeful spirit. When you wrote: Dampened with the answer, dressed in napalm--it really hit home.

thank you for posting this!

Posted 15 Years Ago


very effective made me really pat attention 2 the emotion in your writting

Posted 15 Years Ago


not bad, for being halfway there, its still a pleasure to read and the voice, idea and passion spoke aloud,
the issues i see are the punctuation, and the grammar, regarding a few incomplete sentences,
overall, you could turn this into something Grand with a more time and effort on perfection.
thanks for sharing your talent.

Posted 15 Years Ago



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I have a head of spiral staircases, ten goofy fingers, and delicious mud-pie eyes. I try to write a little bit of everything, don't we all? more..

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