hers should wear faces
his willingly caged
they stopped shouting
a hundred other movements ceased
they stopped shouting
a hundred other movements ceased
it wasn't boredom
what came on and kept on coming
did he really think
one wrong was enough
one wrong was enough
the transluscently golden popcorn
grown from the grove of her body
grown from the grove of her body
and why
he pulled himself back
squelching a signal
the one they had not tamed
grown so invisible
breathing on their fingers
terribly falling
like dirty snow
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Powerful stuff.
I love your poetry.
xo
Rick-y you know how much your comments mean to me, as this was written in your native tongue, not mine, the joy of receiving your p.o.v. means the world :* on top of that you're my pic(k) of the day :*
και ξέρεις το βρώμικο χιόνι είναι τόσο απαίσιο, μα τόσο απαίσιο, κι όμως ξέρεις ότι όταν χιονίσει, αυτό θα μείνει στο τέλος..(λάλησε η Ζωή)
ΚΑΛΗ ΧΡΟΝΙΑ!!!!ΕΥΤΥΧΙΣΜΕΝΟ ΚΑΙ ΧΑΡΟΥΜΕΝΟ ΤΟ 2012!!!!!
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