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Published: 2007-02-02 06:05:10 +0000 UTC; Views: 53; Favourites: 1; Downloads: 1
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Description His fingers spell a story,
Wrapped in torn gloves
Of a once luxurious
Material onyx.
Clouded as his eyes,
Flecks of gold
And peaks of skin.
A Classic Tragedy,
An Original Sin.

His virgin cause;
He is torn
But not broken,
Taken in storms,
His foundation sits still.
Waiting, observing,
Like a painter
With his hand
Poised over canvas,
Preparing for that one
Perfect
Stroke.

Artistic pollution,
He is known as patience,
Moves solid as stone
In and out of sight.
Robbed and loved.
Tested for fault.
The wise and quiet
Gossamer black.
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Comments: 6

GhstsInSnow [2007-02-03 04:45:40 +0000 UTC]

I really love this. But I like your lesbian poetry too! XD

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amaranthineries In reply to GhstsInSnow [2007-02-04 21:36:57 +0000 UTC]

Thanks, hahaha. XD It will return sure enough, no doubt.

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GhstsInSnow In reply to amaranthineries [2007-02-05 00:46:09 +0000 UTC]

I'll be waiting! <3

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DementisVenustas [2007-02-03 03:12:34 +0000 UTC]

I like this. A lot. And you're right, one word can ignite a whole lot of things. Or a phrase, or an image. I love inspiration. <3333

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amaranthineries In reply to DementisVenustas [2007-02-04 21:38:21 +0000 UTC]

Thanks! ^.^ Yes'm, I lubbs the muse. She is elusive and surprising.

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DementisVenustas In reply to amaranthineries [2007-02-05 02:14:26 +0000 UTC]

Indeed. ^_^

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