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The Pressure of Your Deep Sea
Contributed by
neveryours
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Wednesday, 15th September 2004 @ 10:20:45 AM in AEST
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It was a delicious invitation Me, hot and damp, The vapor of life, of this day Rising like ghosts against the Black pavement, another world Too thick and heavy for my Slight life
And you, temptation and Such promise on your cool shore Salted waves reaching for me and then Tantalizing retreat Until of course, I reach for you
Toe first, never doubting my Timidity, and hesitation And the exchange of heat from my Inner storm, and chill from your Impossible fluidity Before I could draw back in my surprise My foot is drowned
Now I am bold, because a drowned foot While lost has not really broken me, So what would another toe hurt, and this Release and this refresh and this Desire.
Too soon I am submerged Your pull is suddenly stronger Than my regret And lost in some violent undertow, you Draw me in.
My ears begin to ring And the sweetness of your Gentle breath Is now unbearable all around me Is too close and (Icantbreathehere)
Whats left of me spits back to shore A pale and bloated shell And all the passersby shake their heads Having seen it all before.
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Re: The Pressure of Your Deep Sea
(User Rating: 1 ) by sicknivesevered on
Wednesday, 6th October 2004 @ 01:09:43 PM AEST (User
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Interesting - definately different. I think its great how its basically erotic but too vague get deleted off the main site. =D |
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Re: The Pressure of Your Deep Sea
(User Rating: 1 ) by EternitysLyre on
Wednesday, 13th October 2004 @ 07:21:06 AM AEST (User
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I'm not sure if I'm the odd man out, or the lone appreciator of true talent. While I don't know if I'm a great enough authority to laud either your form or your diction, but I can tell you this--your metaphor of the endless ocean of lust and passion is executed fluently and without any contradiction; often poetry ends up "changing its mind" halfway, and such clashing cacophanies are not always appreciable, but in your case, your figurative language is a rock-solid monument to the true powers of the omitted comparison.
Let the dim and unwilling forgo the perfection you've presented before your audience--at least one person thinks it's something of value.
Enrapturingly done.
~The Palatine Poet |
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