cobalt the surface that swirls
in dark melt
twirling in pull to deliberate hold
churn of the coil in its build
toward burst
passionate whisk of slow pulse in core's thirst
roses from radium
wrought to unfold
rusted throb's pearls from closed eyelids
expelled
Author notes
Prompt: The long, dark, tea-time of the soul by Perfectsunset
10 lines
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A contest entry
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625 points, ended October 24, 18 entries
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Comments
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Ooh very dark, alluring,
passionate and whimsical.
I really enjoyed your thoughts.
Best of luck & thanks for entering
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I can't believe I'm the first to comment on this! I love the way your mind thinks. When you delve into the dark genre you simply shine my friend.
Love,
Amera♥
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