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The missing grain of sand Saline manifestation in my eyes An absolution of temporal dreams The heart of pearled treasure for you Fetid obstruction in an oyster like me Hold your breath and crack me open Debacle on the half shell Consume me whole Still you hunger for more These castaway dreams Crest on pleasured seas I abstain from riding the wave Licentious churning toward the shore The foaming wasted lap my ankles Stolid salted earth am I This dearth of passion Fervent birth of deeper meaning Too strenuous for my limpid mind Heavenly sounds This ground bound child Deafened by the strident cries Of whispers and lies The clarion gone In the wake of troubled seas Swirling connotations and inuenndos Languish warm and wet on shifting sand Fleshy emulations of inspiration Bleed out on the beach The weight of wicked words the crush The convulsing rush of life that ebbs The linchpin thins Blistered skin slips from brittle bones You die alone Soul shipwrecked This missing grain of sea spray sand Dissolves in sightless eyes This purging dirge an echoed requiem A timbred bliss Oblivion Ephemeral ebbing lunar blue As I drift away From you..... TL Boehm 062608
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Sep 2, 2014
Sep 2, 2014 at 2:54 PM UTC
Eating Poetry
The missing grain of sand Saline manifestation in my eyes An absolution of temporal dreams The heart of pearled treasure for you Fetid obstruction in an oyster like me Hold your breath and crack me open Debacle on the half shell Consume me whole Still you hunger for more These castaway dreams Crest on pleasured seas I abstain from riding the wave Licentious churning toward the shore The foaming wasted lap my ankles Stolid salted earth am I This dearth of passion Fervent birth of deeper meaning Too strenuous for my limpid mind Heavenly sounds This ground bound child Deafened by the strident cries Of whispers and lies The clarion gone In the wake of troubled seas Swirling connotations and inuenndos Languish warm and wet on shifting sand Fleshy emulations of inspiration Bleed out on the beach The weight of wicked words the crush The convulsing rush of life that ebbs The linchpin thins Blistered skin slips from brittle bones You die alone Soul shipwrecked This missing grain of sea spray sand Dissolves in sightless eyes This purging dirge an echoed requiem A timbred bliss Oblivion Ephemeral ebbing lunar blue As I drift away From you..... TL Boehm 062608
yup. this is about as close to eros as you'll get from me....which is not too close.
tammy-boehm
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Sep 2, 2014
Sep 2, 2014 at 2:54 PM UTC
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