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Clenched serendipity
Contributed by
antikythera
on
Sunday, 25th July 2010 @ 05:43:03 AM in AEST
Topic:
LovePoetry
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So the enchanting happiness lives on in a grape ,
like the solute house of the shoreline.
A mineral echo that is celestial and wide
like the changeless moon.
Cooks, sprinkling its nectarine across the area
of your dark window when you hold out your brow.
The dilute peace is poetic on your eye
in front of cinnamon water and marine dew
outside the neurotic springtime.
When the morning responds with miracles
we open the crevices of our secrets,
like the frightened wax underneath a lit candle.
The eloquent giant
weaves in the sanguine morning
Always you conceal through the early light of day.
Copyright ©
antikythera
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2010-07-25 05:43:03]
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Re: Clenched serendipity
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by The_Unknown on
Monday, 26th July 2010 @ 03:15:48 AM AEST
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Amazing poem.
My favorite part is,
"When the morning responds with miracles
we open the crevices of our secrets,
like the frightened wax underneath a lit candle." |
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