From akward angle
your dimension rescues me
Below your finite graces
I am ambiguously trapped
This mental state of pursuit
left me well traveled
Affluent in Old Persian
hence the accent of Median speech
Well-versed in Italian
(desidero adorarlo)
But not enough could be spoken
to slide these hands closer
towards your hierarchy
Congruent instincts warn me
that with visitation
to your waistline,
although torus in structure,
I will free fall from the edge
Author notes
Author notes
wordbank used:ANGLE, AMBIGUOUS, CONGRUENT,
DIMENSION, EDGE, FINITE,
HIERARCHY, MEDIAN, SLIDE, TORUS
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A contest entry
- ANALYZING AN ANGEL~~A Mature Theme by Blue Rew & Ithica by Blue Rew.
1470 points, ended March 6, 2008, 10 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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Wish to adore- and should be adored. Your intent is so clear in this fanciful poem and the last lines completely enfold the heightened and endless horizons of attraction (even attracion so fatal). Can't think of a criticism or reason why you did not win or were not even honored for the contest. They are sadly mistaken in my opinion.
one odd tilt of my head came from the placement of the word hierarchy, but the entirety is what keeps me reading this over and over. Cheers.
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