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Her Hands

Contributed by iodinelove on Tuesday, 16th August 2005 @ 04:52:49 AM in AEST
Topic: LovePoetry



Her hands...

Her hands are trembled stone coupled at a waters edge;
confusion colored gray; slipping in the rain.
Her fingers press, twilight conceives the sky; her fingers lift,
the sun is burdened with a kiss.

In writing her, I fail.
I cannot contain the lithe, and fragile frame of her hands; the sadness to each touch, the strength.

I fail, yet even in my failure I am driven to capture her, to bind her by this page.

She is a wild, pale horse loosed in the prairies of my love.
She is a white night crawling across the stars.
I cannot even have her in my dreams.

She is not deserved to bind with poetry and pain.
She is not deserved to fall beneath the shadows of my heart.

She must be free. She must be. It is the cage that shatters her.

She is the caged bird freed, failing to fly, failing to face the thunder with the sky.

None of this...

None this comes close to what it is that I feel a need to say.

She is the dawn shattered over the sea.
She is a quiet night breathing cold, brisk air.
She is my poetry cradled and consumed by love.
She is the bitter wine ground sweet.

I love her. I love her and I cannot say it, write it, paint it, any other way.
She is not to be contained, woven into words, poured over paper.
She is free. She is beautiful free.




Copyright © iodinelove ... [ 2005-08-16 04:52:49]
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Re: Her Hands (User Rating: 1 )
by emystar on Tuesday, 16th August 2005 @ 05:46:19 AM AEST
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Wow this is a beautifull masterpeice.
Awesomely beautifull.
huggs,
emy


Re: Her Hands (User Rating: 1 )
by jmpy84 on Tuesday, 16th August 2005 @ 01:35:24 PM AEST
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lovely write great job


Re: Her Hands (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Sunday, 4th March 2007 @ 02:38:59 PM AEST
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This is an absolutely BEAUTIFUL poem you wrote. I love the descriptions of this girl. AWeSOME job!




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