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Tag: Passion

Sunshine

Candle flame
flickers a dance to kiss
the wax
and so bring sunshine within its cold
and there with the heat
the wax simply acquiesces and melts
forming patterns of flickered kisses
creating reflections, shadows and the breathings of time
and there with the heat
they coalesce into existence
to create silent flames of desire/passion/tenderness … life
deep within the empty
where only darkness rules
creating solitudes of silence where
the wax
is simply wax
waiting for sunshine
to dance within its soul

Ancient Virgin

The last book
found
amongst the littered remains
of a struggled past

a survivor
unread
unopened
an ancient virgin

devouring eyes
pore over

loving fingers
caress

pages flutter
with each delicious
touch

words drip
with each bacchanal
read

Overcome with
saviour’s emotion
the last book
found
crumbles
… crumbles
… … crumbles

no more books
no more pleasure
no more whispers
no more life
no more pain
no more love
no more joy
no more emotion
no more soul
no more words
no more imagination
no more passion
no more feelings
no more death
no more
… no more
… … no more

The last book
lost …

~

This was first posted here on September 5th 2011 (edited)

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