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She spread her words thickrolling them up
in a rug of black treacleΒ Β
to unfold somewhere
within his tangled soul
and leaving him
her sticky aftertaste
like bitter syrup,
fearing him to tread
where, once
they had lain -
two lovers in love,
threading life's desires together
on a beautiful tapestry
woven of pure silken dreams.
So why did he stay,
now, that she had broken him?
A.M.Young (Please respect copyright)
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Comments: 7
Savedbylight07 [2011-04-19 22:13:37 +0000 UTC]
Such a beautiful and passionate piece!Excellent write!
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bared In reply to Savedbylight07 [2011-04-20 16:07:05 +0000 UTC]
I am so glad you enjoyed my poem. Thank you very much for commenting, it is greatly appreciated.
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Savedbylight07 In reply to bared [2011-04-20 21:04:13 +0000 UTC]
Your so welcome!You are on my fave poets list for sure!
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creaking-door [2011-04-09 16:05:23 +0000 UTC]
Some beautiful lines to illustrate a sad story. Lots of controlled emotions in a well written piece. A thoughtful looking back.
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bared In reply to creaking-door [2011-04-09 16:08:45 +0000 UTC]
Thank you for that. It is not a happy Saturday write, but as you well know, when the mood strikes....
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creaking-door In reply to bared [2011-04-09 16:15:06 +0000 UTC]
Poetry is based on all emotions!
And welcomes.
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