She speaks wordless epiphanies
whirling dervish breakbeat symphonies
in everything
the bangles worn
on the ankles
of the feet
that are guiding her gliding
across the floor
to come
to me.
she speaks worldless epiphanies but
her touch
is theophany
her touch
is the knowledge of god for me
her touch
is love.
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Written March 25th, 2005
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passionate and fair! wow, you really got me on this one. the shape of the stanzas and the format really caught me. and the words- really powerful. by the way: i love the title. "damn" is a good description of the blissful feelings you described. awesome poem.
-Josie -
this is very good...short and to the point, which is a plus with some poems..just as it works with this one...when i saw the title i thought of a song called Damn by Matchbox Twenty...i like the point you are prosaying...keep it up
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this is short and sweet
it makes me think of a belly dancer...i dunno why
great write and keep it up! -
very good
Very nicely done. A most pleasant read that flowed wonderfully.
thanks,
John -
I like the reference, well put
and wordless epiphanies is genius.
good thoughts
good words
this has been good for me to read some of your stuff, I forgot how great it is. -
good word usage. i like the flighteness of this (i don't know how to word it, that's just the effect it had on me
). a delight to read!
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