C.C.

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Friday, November 18, 2011

A foray

A kind of tentative foray into forever-ness. Perhaps it is beginning? I shall try to remember a good feeling. A solitary point in which I shall find refuge. I could sort through the trivia. Anything deemed to be appealing your pale cheeks remembered as a bouquet coloured with rouge. We have got the... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, November 17, 2011

Call

Call Into the green mass and the black seeded green grass Buttercups spilled on your chin or was it sunshine? We riding the warm earth watched clouds pass Your soft pink cheeks marked by a mischief of mine, The untouched nerve ways touched only by nettles The tickling dampness after showers and... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, November 16, 2011

Life

Is life becoming boring; I have been exploring the inevitability that it will end. A sobering thought, but realistically it is all moving along in a downward trend. A new carpet does not seem much of a compensation for the ordeal. A new cooker momentarily halts the decline until one has cooked a... Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, November 15, 2011

An ordinary Woman in the Super Market She was just an ordinary woman, but I could not let it be. Sometimes one feels the need to wonder if this is true. Her hair seemed softer and her face a timeless mystery. I could see rings upon her fingers and of course I knew I should be careful, she had a... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, November 14, 2011

One Time

One Time. It was light inside and quite normal. It was in my mind. Hidden in a forest of trees that always bloomed. She sat smiling upon a red chair. I was strange creature on the floor. A twisted hard-shelled monster cut from designs. Like an ill thought out Picasso. It could all have been blown... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, November 13, 2011

view. He Is this or can this be called love who can be sure? I want your flightless wings that I may fly once more. I want this softer skin, I want the heart within. Is this a need for passion without sin. Though I want more, I want the desire that you must feel. I want your tears and all that makes... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, November 12, 2011

Conception

So you sing in the clear waters of scented showering. Forgetting the rise and fall of a lover who passed seeking gratification. Stringing another bead upon the amassed collection of amusing recollections. The spear rises in an arc and falls into the soft flesh of the quivering fawn. This is the... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, November 11, 2011

Oak and Ivy. I thought that you were purple plumes and deep blue plums Warm caramelised liquid that would ooze from dark desire. With endless ways of mastering your art and this theory becomes shameful. If I were steel and all your body fire. I would feel cold and whisper sadly 'I am stainless.'... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, November 10, 2011

25106104 Friends Romance is on its way out, it is better to just be friends. No need to wear clean pants every thing ends with a handshake. A couple of kippers as a gift would be appreciated, so much nicer than flowers to those who are emancipated. It makes sense; beauty does not last long in the... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, November 9, 2011

Hello and goodbye. Today is suitable for a modest thought All must be sweet murmurs, you have not refused. A look was caught far from your eyes. Time is amused And will allow a passing throb of mischief just to choose The place where lips would rest against your throat. And murmur words that... Sign in to see full entry.

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