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A thousand stretches of night (redux)
Contributed by
iodinelove
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Thursday, 16th October 2008 @ 05:03:52 PM in AEST
Topic:
LovePoetry
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I grow weary of this world, of this hollow flesh, of these bones, of this desire that I do not desire, and I begin to consider the optionsthe mountains, the oceans, black and invertedand I begin to imagine the softest touch I have ever touched.
Still, I cannot imagine the swollen eyes that could capture the certainty of your love, and I cannot imagine, imagining instead a thousand stretches of night striving in the star light, the words that could contain the eminence of your grace.
I hear your voice across every empty field, across the waters and stars as they shatter and descend into dawn, across the plains of my own flesh as it coils and shifts with time
I would burn this page, I would undo the summit of my heart, to speak to you, to utter my admiration for you, to lift my hand to you, to feel your wounds and run my fingers down your side, to know the waters of your life.
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Re: A thousand stretches of night (redux)
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by elle on
Monday, 15th December 2008 @ 09:10:11 PM AEST
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| this is like desires' promise pleading to be & to be kept. . . this is beatiful to me. . . elle |
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