i admit
i had no consciousness
or sensation
of walking
and the lights
the crackling excitement
and knived spangled paper
seemed perverse
and even
malevolent
in it's opposition
of my lonliness
[further isolation]
i admit
that i did not think
when i was on that street
that i would be here now,
in this room
interpretating artist's dreams
i admit
the arching eyebrows and
sharp-edged nose and
concave cheek and pointed jaw
has become
exagerated,
fragile
eyelashes ashy spikes
cheekbones dreamy wings
eyebrows butterfly limbs
but there always is
the overwhelming presence
i admit
the presence is a
mesmerizing force
a gray sadness
drawing me in
[proximity gives me the sharp sense
of your sadness
and fervour]
i admit
you are extravagant
and elegant
Please tell me what you think
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i love your work so much. im honestly quite speechless and unable to say more. you're my poetic hero.
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'Extravagant and Elegant' ;)
Daarrlliiinngggg! *glompage* I don't get on this thing as often as I would like (damn inspiration drought and LIFE! >.<), but I decided to procrastinate my work, take a little gander at any new writes, and there you are!! All cornea-rapingly sparkly, ^_^. But enough of my bantering on about how I missed you. ON WITH THE REVIEW!
So, you know I loved this right? It's so pleasantly you. The images that seem almost fragmented, but still go together so well... Like walking through a dream, hazy yet you can almost taste the colors... So lusciously contradicting and as perfect as the one you describe so eloquently here... Bravo, cheri. *f*
Thanks for bringing a little sunshine, Tad, ^_^. Love ya. Hope to see more soon.
Always,
Your spazztic little luna,
~Stephy.
*waves to soul-sistah abear,
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missed you too.
thanks for the comment
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This is quite nice. I like the BG too. It is elegant and I hope to see it someday. I got to see Rome but couldn't leave the airport in Paris...maybe next time
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