Sensual metaphors
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Sun Trill
A folk diamond
picks pieces from the past
and plucks a
future cast
by man's mandolin vibrating,
"come to me".
Dust to dust the "I"
gathers each sound
silently breathing,
lets run
without words
clarion clear
for Terry..and his music heart...
A folk diamond
picks pieces from the past
and plucks a
future cast
by man's mandolin vibrating,
"come to me".
Dust to dust the "I"
gathers each sound
silently breathing,
lets run
without words
clarion clear
for Terry..and his music heart...
bluerains
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at the movies
if I place my words of desire
in the source of this Popsicle attraction
would my temperature rise
in your popcorn chain of reaction
would you melt my mind with
your buttery satisfaction
while I drip cherry syrup softened
words solidified
if I place my words of desire
in the source of this Popsicle attraction
would my temperature rise
in your popcorn chain of reaction
would you melt my mind with
your buttery satisfaction
while I drip cherry syrup softened
words solidified
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Fixed Wing
For heaven to know the all of “me”,
butterfly and dragonfly, ill-fated, “I” be,
flying half winged in your apple tree.
Blossoms to fruit in seeded time,
down cidered sipped roots “I” do unwind
enjoined in harmony chakra blind,
fidelity raised.
For heaven to know the all of “me”,
butterfly and dragonfly, ill-fated, “I” be,
flying half winged in your apple tree.
Blossoms to fruit in seeded time,
down cidered sipped roots “I” do unwind
enjoined in harmony chakra blind,
fidelity raised.
bluerains
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Fixed Wing
at 4 in the morn..I was writing this poem in my sleep and I thank major tom
for the change...sometimes the I can't see clearly through the trees...mt...you
always stand in the gap...blue
For heaven to know the all of “me”,
butterfly and dragonfly, ill-fated, “I” be,
flying half winged in your apple tree.
Blossoms to fruit in seeded time,
down cidered sipped roots “I” shall decline
enjoined in harmony chakra blind,
fidelity rivalry risen.
at 4 in the morn..I was writing this poem in my sleep and I thank major tom
for the change...sometimes the I can't see clearly through the trees...mt...you
always stand in the gap...blue
For heaven to know the all of “me”,
butterfly and dragonfly, ill-fated, “I” be,
flying half winged in your apple tree.
Blossoms to fruit in seeded time,
down cidered sipped roots “I” shall decline
enjoined in harmony chakra blind,
fidelity rivalry risen.
bluerains
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white picket fence woman
He only held the hem
of her prayer
an interlude mixed in
myth and mist
promising health and happiness
she a silent sigh gathering with
the bloody profit streets
was prosperity riven
he was a slice of her
golden calf given
screaming save me
a tale to be continued
He only held the hem
of her prayer
an interlude mixed in
myth and mist
promising health and happiness
she a silent sigh gathering with
the bloody profit streets
was prosperity riven
he was a slice of her
golden calf given
screaming save me
a tale to be continued
bluerains
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her white picket fence evolution
He only held the hem
of her prayer
an interlude mixed in
myth and mist
promising health and happiness
she a silent sigh gathering with
the bloody profit streets
was prosperity riven
he held a slice of her
golden calf given
and he watched as his
flock wantonly driven
painted white walls of home
location stone sold
He only held the hem
of her prayer
an interlude mixed in
myth and mist
promising health and happiness
she a silent sigh gathering with
the bloody profit streets
was prosperity riven
he held a slice of her
golden calf given
and he watched as his
flock wantonly driven
painted white walls of home
location stone sold
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tungtied2u
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i like lingerie,
long hair and makeup,
pink lace and sheer bras
the smell of perfume,
swirling in the air,
inviting attention
the feel of high heels
and silk stockings
clinging sinuously
to garter belts,
garnishing waistlines
framing sweet derriere
but more i realized,
on me
than on you
long hair and makeup,
pink lace and sheer bras
the smell of perfume,
swirling in the air,
inviting attention
the feel of high heels
and silk stockings
clinging sinuously
to garter belts,
garnishing waistlines
framing sweet derriere
but more i realized,
on me
than on you
