Sometime at night your return
to the call of impalpable flesh ,
escaping this form that the earth devours ...
Our sensory journey thrown on the palette
of a despairing artist ,perfume and venom
engraving the round of an intimate wound ...
You no longer have a name , confused memory,
wise date in the alley of eternity, .
woman's flight , swirl note
Like a fallen life ...
I feel you're there when so strangely
the cat's eyes wonder off into the beyond...
Is she ?
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Author:
lorenz (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: February 9th, 2024 09:52
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Comments3
Impressive poem!
Eros and Thanatos !
Very elegant
Thank you for your (elegant !) appreciation !
The face, seared into the mind of the lover, haunting memory that lingers on the edge of reallity. Incredible verse!
Thank you Bella ! Very sensitive comprehension !
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