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this depth of emotion
shall cause me to drown
in your words,
into your form.
shall I swim or sink
into the rushing
currents of loves
memory.

a lost embrace
a sharing time between us
of slow mountain rain,
butterfly kisses
and being brazenly
baptized by your body.
worshipped.

I remember
your gaze, like staring
into the sunrise too long
blinding my eyes,
for remorse has set in
the tide has turned
and bottled up hindsight
broken ...
 
*****

RhymeFairy said:
this depth of emotion
shall cause me to drown
in your words,
into your form.
shall I swim or sink
into the rushing
currents of loves
memory.

a lost embrace
a sharing time between us
of slow mountain rain,
butterfly kisses
and being brazenly
baptized by your body.
worshipped.

I remember
your gaze, like staring
into the sunrise too long
blinding my eyes,
for remorse has set in
the tide has turned
and bottled up hindsight
broken ...
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:)
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sky opens
lightning strikes thunder hisses
rain kisses dusty wind
ground shivers
seashore swells
nature hums
 
Dorothy

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I am “Oz” of a constant
whispering mind.

A blueish butterfly of intellect.

Through nectar I morph
more of me
in all the shades of
pale skin markings.

In countless
beings I flourish,
while the mind
of God hides behind
my eyes
and seeks to dissolve
the ego of my embrace.

Narcissistically speaking,
I M....


Dorothy...
 
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bluerains said:
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I am “Oz” of a constant
whispering mind.

A blueish butterfly of intellect.

Through nectar I morph
more of me
in all the shades of
pale skin markings.

In countless
beings I flourish,
while the mind
of God hides behind
my eyes
and seeks to dissolve
the ego of my embrace.

Narcissistically speaking,
I M....


Dorothy...
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hey dot, how's Toto? <grin

missed ya blue!
 
deep into rootstocks
of another new age
the carrier of bones
born from stains
of grey granite symbols
selects its marked lineage.
life becomes
lts life that was
and all probability
of will be
a droplet
of blue rain
goes softly
into the night
 
bluerains said:
deep into rootstocks
of another new age
the carrier of bones
born from stains
of grey granite symbols
selects its marked lineage.
life becomes
lts life that was
and all probability
of will be
a droplet
of blue rain
goes softly
into the night
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pounding against my chest
the treasure comes to life
living in the moment
while memories set
on the back self of my mind
driving into the now
with a pounding heart
 
My Erotic Trail said:
pounding against my chest
the treasure comes to life
living in the moment
while memories set
on the back self of my mind
driving into the now
with a pounding heart
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pulse quickens
shifting reminiscence
seizing this moment
 
Unquenchable

I am “Oz” of a constant
whispering mind.

A blueish butterfly of intellect.

Through nectar I morph
more of me
in all the shades of
pale skin markings.

In countless
beings I flourish,
while the mind
of God hides behind
my eyes
and seeks to dissolve
the ego of my embrace.

Narcissistically speaking,
I am....
dancing away absence
below eyes of a metaphoric master
playing bohemian rhapsodies upside down.
I spin centerpieces of your heart songs
in windows of smoking glass signals from polestar.

I am destined to revolve in black mirrors
seeking your candle lit kisses
stolen from a butterfly who flew
too close to desires of a dragon.

I am the light of my own burnt offering..
saturated by waveless water
hanging on the borders of
boundless seasons of time.
 
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bluerains said:
I am “Oz” of a constant
whispering mind.

A blueish butterfly of intellect.

Through nectar I morph
more of me
in all the shades of
pale skin markings.

In countless
beings I flourish,
while the mind
of God hides behind
my eyes
and seeks to dissolve
the ego of my embrace.

Narcissistically speaking,
I am....
dancing away absence
below eyes of a metaphoric master
playing bohemian rhapsodies upside down.
I spin centerpieces of your heart songs
in windows of smoking glass signals from polestar.

I am destined to revolve in black mirrors
seeking your candle lit kisses
stolen from a butterfly who flew
too close to desires of a dragon.

I am the light of my own burnt offering..
saturated by waveless water
hanging on the borders of
boundless seasons of time.
Click to expand...


magnificent... paramount poetry (~_*)
 
ty Art..blowing kisses...

:kiss: :kiss: :kiss:
am sending you is a blue love message to pass on from R...
 
bluerains said:
I am “Oz” of a constant
whispering mind.

A blueish butterfly of intellect.

Through nectar I morph
more of me
in all the shades of
pale skin markings.

In countless
beings I flourish,
while the mind
of God hides behind
my eyes
and seeks to dissolve
the ego of my embrace.

Narcissistically speaking,
I am....
dancing away absence
below eyes of a metaphoric master
playing bohemian rhapsodies upside down.
I spin centerpieces of your heart songs
in windows of smoking glass signals from polestar.

I am destined to revolve in black mirrors
seeking your candle lit kisses
stolen from a butterfly who flew
too close to desires of a dragon.

I am the light of my own burnt offering..
saturated by waveless water
hanging on the borders of
boundless seasons of time.
Click to expand...

Agree with Art. Excellent write here Blue. Grabs one from the first word. Very thoughtful. Wrings heartfelt emotion and thoughts, bringing them to surface. Screams out ... see me, feel me ...


I spin centerpieces of your heart songs
I am destined to revolve in black mirrors

love these two lines esp ...

:rose: :rose: :rose: :rose: :rose:
 
summer breeze
blows bluerain
over an ocean of white
turning sand to brown
then back to bright
as the sun reaches
in through the clouds
 
ghost ships live in foggy nights
burns dim, the lantern lights

while global heat upon broken wings
and promises
scortch the earth by toil and trouble
terraforming after the rubble
of nuclear meltdown
 
bluerains said:
ghost ships live in foggy nights
burns dim, the lantern lights

while global heat upon broken wings
and promises
scortch the earth by toil and trouble
terraforming after the rubble
of nuclear meltdown
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the scent of scorched feathers
and melting water
simmering streams of smoke rise
from a nuclear surprise
 
BlueArt...

Smoldering scent of scorched feathers
simmer in wave tops of melting water.

Streams of smoke rise
from a western surprise.

Ghost ships live in foggy nights
burns dim, the lantern lights.

Global heat churns upon broken wings
of promises.

Earth turns in toil and trouble
terraforming after the rubble
of nuclear annihilation.

Lovers nest dimensionally
sleeping amidst amphibian lullabies.

Water children awaken
beneath the breath of the dead sea...
 
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bluerains said:
Smoldering scent of scorched feathers
simmer in wave tops of melting water.

Streams of smoke rise
from a western surprise.

Ghost ships live in foggy nights
burns dim, the lantern lights.

Global heat churns upon broken wings
of promises.

Earth turns in toil and trouble
terraforming after the rubble
of nuclear annihilation.

Lovers nest dimensionally
sleeping amidst amphibian lullabies.

Water children awaken
beneath the breath of the dead sea...
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wow, that is.......... .... .... powerful poetry! (~_*)
 
bluerains said:
Smoldering scent of scorched feathers
simmer in wave tops of melting water.

Streams of smoke rise
from a western surprise.

Ghost ships live in foggy nights
burns dim, the lantern lights.

Global heat churns upon broken wings
of promises.

Earth turns in toil and trouble
terraforming after the rubble
of nuclear annihilation.

Lovers nest dimensionally
sleeping amidst amphibian lullabies.

Water children awaken
beneath the breath of the dead sea...
Click to expand...

I like, I like, I like ~!!

I just * got-it :rolleyes:

Love the mixing of a tale of blue ... BlueTrails :eek: :D

:rose: :rose: :)
 
bluerains said:
I am “Oz” of a constant
whispering mind.

A blueish butterfly of intellect.

Through nectar I morph
more of me
in all the shades of
pale skin markings.

In countless
beings I flourish,
while the mind
of God hides behind
my eyes
and seeks to dissolve
the ego of my embrace.

Narcissistically speaking,
I am....
dancing away absence
below eyes of a metaphoric master
playing bohemian rhapsodies upside down.
I spin centerpieces of your heart songs
in windows of smoking glass signals from polestar.

I am destined to revolve in black mirrors
seeking your candle lit kisses
stolen from a butterfly who flew
too close to desires of a dragon.

I am the light of my own burnt offering..
saturated by waveless water
hanging on the borders of
boundless seasons of time.
Click to expand...


Unquenchable, quenched my thirst for a poem to read!

Polestar, Polaris?
 
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