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Adam and Eve's fall

It's cold in the garden babe

Dig this hip fig leaves
my head is in throbs
induced by the drink called 'her'
the ceiling stares back
the morning sun's painful smile
patches the hole for a while
wee spinning spider
her webbing the line of time
laced with dew like pearls
the world magnified in spheres
I am caught in the beauty
mildly self conscious
gruntled about the present
estranged lovers meet
smile over stifled yearning
and think fondly of the past
Back to Tanka. Reading Emily Dickinson - in love with her envelope poems collection.
I looked at the bay
it glared back streaks of sunrise
a soul at my shore
the fleeting burn tells my own
I have known those eyes before
your dark ocean eyes
surpass the depths I have known
will your tides be here?
if I ever scared your waves,
will you want to conquer fear?
Lightning in the skies
Saturated clouds above
Moisture in your eyes
And should the rain ere reprise
Would you always stay beside?
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Garden_of_Words
Buxom cloud pleasured,
As desire’s hot tongue licks her;
Ecstatic thunder!
I love to watch snails
There've made me realise , I need
to take life easy
:)))))
Take care all much love to you , be back soon :-))))
Xxxx
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