Elixomatic, younguns. Exscribe yourself and compound foundation further than far, purge all the way home, exactly where you want to be.
Evol, evol, evol he said to me in a trembling voice i presumed to be finite, I accepted the endless kisses and off-set beats of his mind. Presumably you meant your enigmatic counterpart, rising in defeat, soaring higher to the gates, emulating toward some otehr earth.
Elements being us together in an effevescent luminescent heartsicle bond that plays more beautifully & empathically than any violin.
Eloquent man, you make my heart race, so please take m
E, I hope that is enough.
Author notes
No pressure, but I love you.
A contest entry
- e by grass.
500 points, ended December 21, 2007, 4 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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The language in this is great. It makes sense. The form bugs me, but I'm like that. Either way, it's on to the finalists list with this.
Thanks for the great entry
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you have a great talent.
<3
i look forward to reading more pieces by you.
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i love the title.
it's just as vivid as the rest of the poem.
otehr should be other hun, lil typO!
but wow..
its increadiable.
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