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Your Body (I) * * yours is the oxymoron bodythe pliant firmness of your buttocksthe yielding demands of your handsthe soft resistance of your breaststhe cool fire of your thighsthe fierce surrender of your kissesa bewildering enticementto be plundered,
Your Body (II) * * All the places I would like to kiss:Clavicle and ankleSacrum, a small bite on your philtrumMillipeding up the left inner thighThe warm space beneath your breastsInside both elbows and behind both kneesReverently on the eyes, playfully
Your Body #2 ** All the places I would like to kiss: Clavicle and ankle Sacrum, a small bite on your philtrum Millipeding up the left inner thigh The warm space beneath your breasts Inside both elbows and behind both knees Reverently on the eyes, playfull
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Everything’s gone a bit emo. I’ll snap out of it soon.
aliascquinn: You can’t and I know it, so I hold on while you make up your mind. Mine was the first heartbeat you listened to, and you don’t seem to realize that I can hear yours too; a steady, patient sound which never lies to me.
This is a computer generated poem called House of Dust by Alison Knowles in 1967. It’s gorgeous. Take the time to read it and imagine every scenario. Vividly. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Alison_Knowles
Ah, from "A Light in the Attic"… I still love these poems.
Just a poem
In a world dominated by images what’s the meaning of words? I just wanted to be a poet! See the full project on NewHive… http://newhive.com/dombarra/g00gl3-34rch-1m4g3-p03try
wideeyedmoonchild: Speechless. Beautiful. Powerful “I’ve never been invisible. Tell him. He’s never been invincible” When you wake up black and go out into the world, you are noticeably black. You can’t be invisible.
wholovespoetry: New Catwoman I’ll make her pur
poetrystudios:Well, I love jumping rope. But it never works out in my favor. Lol
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e.e. cummings - anyone lived in a pretty how town
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poetry-siir: The fire of passion only burns on the skin of lovers.poetry-siir ©El fuego de la pasión solo arde en la piel de los enamorados.poetry-siir ©
weltenwellen:Mary Oliver, from “The Fourth Sign of the Zodiac”, Blue Horses
weltenwellen:Mary Oliver, from “Dogfish”, Dream Work
januaryhoney:october, mary oliver
liriostigre:Mary Oliver, “Loneliness.” Devotions
liriostigre:Mary Oliver, “From The Book of Time.” Devotions
weltenwellen:Mary Oliver, from “Hum, Hum”, A Thousand Mornings
existential-celestial:Franz Wright, from “East Boston, 1996; Night Walk,” in God’s Silence
feral-ballad:Clementine Von Radics, from In A Dream You Saw A Way To Survive; “You are on the floor crying”
heavensghost:From ‘Franz Marc’s blue horses’ by Mary Oliver
theblasianwitch:THE JOURNEY by Mary OliverOne day you finally knewWhat you had to do, and began,Though the voices around youKept shoutingTheir bad advice —Though the whole houseBegan to trembleAnd you felt the old tugAt your ankles.“Mend my
