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Flakes of white land soft
upon tender lips once red
eyes forever stilled.
upon tender lips once red
eyes forever stilled.
Literature
The Invitation... WIP
Come to me on a night gone blue when the winds a pleading cry,
Come to me your hunger turned to soft ways seldom sought.
Come to me a suckling flame will warm cold wisdom's sigh
Slow melt the snow of passions ban’d cruel bygone loves begot.
Bring to me a gift of wine, bring sculpted glass and pearl
Bring carnal music crying low sighs sirens’ sin sang surging hot.
Bring to me seductive words, soft scented ploy play lovers’ whirl
Still subtle smuggles sensual plots petite de morte perchance forgot.
Share with me deft tender touch unbidden gives a voice to start
Foretelling tales of fears’ demise writ moonlit eyes flair'
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Spinous process I.
His tomorrow is an abstract memory.
Literature
October
Red sun burned bright
long
skin soaked in summer.
Autumn just a rumor,
hint of cold breath from the wind
short hairs on our arms tickled
goosebumps like braille on our skin.
A screen of cold blocked the sun's heat
fire-kissed leaves tumbled from trees
skittered along the ground.
Winter still far away
dawn showed frost lining
blades of grass, jagged
edges of crisp leaves.
Rigid beneath half-naked trees
speared by a shaft of cold sunlight
a single leaf glued to his face with
thick, congealed blood.
Salty sorrow tracked
along his pallid skin.
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Aw. This one is sad. 