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Imperfection

The rustling leaves all around me
Spinning in a circle
Whispering enchanted lies
They feel me up again
With sacred length
Distancing us two
Apart

Up and away and flowing
My breath falls over again
Constant dreams, broken in this swirling
Red hair and eyes in full motion
Conscience disapproval
Works as heart maintenance
Crossing lips entitled to destiny
I’m solemn here
Buried beneath

Earthquake disrupts the earth again
And four long legs holding me

Eyes create the atmosphere
Smoke is the poison to your lungs
Injection of poison slivers
Finding loves long lost kiss
©2003-2010 ~cynical-parasite
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:iconazuraoasis:
excellent writing. the emotion in this stirs my insides. beautiful imagery.
:icondeadeyedraven:
Hmm..."sacred length"...something about that bit...it seems to stick.

Maybe I've just been reading a little too much Anne Rice lately, but the line "Red hair and eyes in full motion" brings to mind the twins...(yes, I'm aware I need a hobby)...the dreams...the sadness...

There is a certain serenity to this poem, especially in the lines "Crossing lips entitled to destiny/I’m solemn here/Buried beneath"...quite calming...until the end that is, where it seems to gain a sting to it.

Though, do tell - I cannot find a palpable enough image of the "four long legs" holding you.

An enjoyable read, but I do believe my mind is elsewhere...I must make a point of reading it again later when my thoughts are a little clearer.
:iconachilles-heel:
Wow :) (Smile) I love it

"Smoke is the poison to your lungs
Injection of poison slivers
Finding loves long lost kiss"

that is the metaphorical bow on a well wrapped present. Amazing work!

--
"The smell of hospitals in winter and the feeling that it's all a lot of oysters, but no pearls"
"There's a bird that nests inside you, sleeping underneath your skin, when you open up your wings to speak I wish you'd let me in"

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