luceluna
beautiful shark
Fuckup
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Post by luceluna on Jul 8, 2002 13:51:39 GMT 10
The stars wait, fat as eyes. The mist, fresh in my bones, is calling; My ears follow lines of crumpled soil.
Resting, you tense outwards. I smell skin on my hands, elsewhere, and Your fingers curled into my mouth. Your neck is perfect; I clasp your tender, throbbing chest.
There is stillness, away through your Face - fire in your smile. Already, entwined through the fields, Rocks and structures dent the earth, Colliding, lining the fog with grey.
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Post by dirtgirl on Jul 8, 2002 15:09:34 GMT 10
post more of your poems and prose luce...
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Post by TheAstronaut on Jul 8, 2002 16:16:12 GMT 10
great work Luceluna ive found it hard to write about 'love' emotions. i wrote one but i feel really embarrassed about it...dunno why
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Post by singingcirclesaway on Jul 8, 2002 17:53:07 GMT 10
love is a pretty damned personal emotion, so don't feel embarassed deane. post away.
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Post by dirtgirl on Jul 8, 2002 21:52:09 GMT 10
Yes indeed...spread your love freely here people!
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Post by left on Jul 11, 2002 2:39:50 GMT 10
I can't write about love either. I try but it doesn't every work. I just write about- ? They are like abstracted poems. They deal with ideas, rather than things. Sometimes they are philosophies(sp) Sometimes they are just plain weird....... ;D
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