make me.

make me.

A Poem by J
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Um, obvious, I guess?

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some search for fountains. i know i did.
my eternal youth was misspent.
a punkrockgrungejazzfuckup.
ha. yes. i admit.

some search for diamond rings. i almost did.
and lost it because i was selfish, melodramatic.
i still am. yes. i admit.

i'd like to trace spirals upon hips and lips
and feel like it was returned
with as much grace
and sensuality,
with divinity and magic
and green-conscious-green-thisearthisfull
melody.

petals.
the taste of home in my belly.
awake yet sleeping.
i cannot exist.
oh. i've always existed.

but i forget
the loops and angles
to this conversation
i constantly have with myself.
always myself.
sometimes with another.
who connects.
receives.
transmits.

held hands.
fingers interlocked.
crushed lips.
tracing spirals.
oh.

make me.
forget.
everything.

© 2008 J


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Loved this..............the emotion underneath, very reflective and your structure grabs you.

some search for fountains. i know i did.
my eternal youth was misspent.
a punkrockgrungejazzfuckup.
ha. yes. i admit.

Also loved the erotic feel of your words, to be able to forget everything when touched.The conversations we might have physically with another, but the strenght of the voice within ourselves, looking back at past mistakes.
Really strong writing.


Posted 16 Years Ago


3 of 3 people found this review constructive.




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wow.
this is interesting on a few different levels. It feels very free form thought but then again it's obvious you took great care in certain word choice and with your phrasing. I think some of your line breaks are awmazing
"but i forget
the loops and angles
to this conversation
i constantly have with myself."
each line is a complete thought and can be parsed away from the entire sentance to have a deeper meaning. very nice.
great writing.


Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

aw, that voice. that sexy, sensuous voice. it's not often you meet such a voice.

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 2 people found this review constructive.

Oh man, thisearthisfull. Dude you single handedly tonight are making me feel like poetry is worthwhile and soulful again.
Kudoes and thanks

Posted 16 Years Ago


3 of 3 people found this review constructive.

Wow this is beautiful, and again your sexy voice drives me mad. :) It also helps to further bring to life your intent. Love it, love it!!!

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 2 people found this review constructive.

Well I admit... I sighed at the end. LOL Really breathtaking work. The random confessions blended with desires fill this poem with life. Bravo.

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I like the conversational quality. The narrator is addressing me directly. Oh, and then, sometimes wanders off not caring if I answer. But the voice is strong and the words are important enough to be forgiven if they don't wait for a nod here and there.

Posted 16 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

Loved this..............the emotion underneath, very reflective and your structure grabs you.

some search for fountains. i know i did.
my eternal youth was misspent.
a punkrockgrungejazzfuckup.
ha. yes. i admit.

Also loved the erotic feel of your words, to be able to forget everything when touched.The conversations we might have physically with another, but the strenght of the voice within ourselves, looking back at past mistakes.
Really strong writing.


Posted 16 Years Ago


3 of 3 people found this review constructive.


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