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[aid] => mick
[title] => (((sweet silence surround)))
[time] => 2006-01-31 19:13:49
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[bodytext] => ((( sweet silence surround ))) It’s dark in here. My eyes are an angel in a fountain inoperable Moss and softness of rain on your cheeks are mine and shattering eyes flicker blue grey and chestnut backlit, as in a studio, four corners and white walls except when needed. Dark in three quarters, but one with a light, my hand with a pen, and some paints. An oaken floor and there where you sit; broken glass toward heaven, and hips. To retail the curves and the peaks and the points, A body which is bare may shiver. The reflective in detail and fingers on flesh, goosebumps and your hair direct my vision to one focal point. Your curls on my chest, your shine on my lips, the curve of your throat and breasts. Join with me at a dark window Wind that tears at my clothes with a tumultuous tongue; my hands are clasped behind my back and so are you. Just out about the horizon see Nothing but red and a dying tree, (I say to you with cold lips) and thee will sacrifice thyself to me... black blood on cracked lips, burnt branches and love, red paint and smooth stones on the ground. eternal sleep and your body, one soft curving stroke roses, sweet silence, surround. [2005-01-30 21:54:59] [comments] => 1 [counter] => 209 [topic] => 40 [informant] => SensitiveSoAbused [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 12 [ratings] => 7 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => fantasy )
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