real?

a new one

the soft brilliance of her typed open heart

it stood open for me in a rare eclipse

how was she frowning with such piercing eyes?

blame the weather

dear scholar 

I think not

 

harmless breathing was shared within an electronic yard

of pliable walls

of echoed halls

 

until of course 

we awoke

Reviews

[The Flawed]

I like it, I likeit a lot, short and real,
But hay, what do I know?
Well done.

[Jonathan Ballam]

I loved the ending of this, and the fluid imagery that grabs your attention. It makes me think that sometimes as writers we get carried away in the images, and don't allow ourselves to 'wake up' occaisionally and feel less serious about everything.

;)

[jenniewren (J.W. Bouwma..]

ohhhh such supple imagery.. i can hear the quiet soft tone in this..

and yes - a very similar frequency indeed

[EmpressPoetess]

Beautiful dreaming of passion's reality. very nice poem.