Uroboros

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I have seen you here, 

In palatial lip-dripping storm.

Balancing my paints of nuance near the greatest of river

A sign made well in warm, 

You're cheeks untouched.

 

I watch the sky 

Its temper thigh formed

Balancing Kierkegaard 

The bedsheets beside you. 

You are whispering yellow whims of morning 

Lids of coffee serenade, 

Bashful…

Snow addling as you kiss 

Silent, 

Death turned as I read these words you have made over me.

An hourglass begot but for not of you.

Silently as horse-mane quivers,

As the rivers imbibe...

You are tribes into century.

Aves marked in Maria

We are bit-forgotten Angel

We are torn to eyes.

Now this heave

A trust into apex

You are all the moment chosen, 

Made to gather 

Your peaceful tranquilly and I 

A wish in watchful wire

Reviews

[s]

Your most beautiful work, the most beautiful work here, on this site. The most elaborate, beautiful imagery, almost too complex for me to even fully appreciate. I see hundreds of strands within this, in you, as I see in myself. “Do I contradict myself? Very well, then, I contradict myself; I am large -- I contain multitudes.”

[Perdition]

Well. If I were you I'd take a good long look at your poetry first..Very talented writer and being from the part of the world you are from it shows~

[Perdition]

Oh…lol…and Thanks: ) You are too kind!! As always : P

[s]

More than welcome. X