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This ferrous heart Rythmic in my chest Striking sparks of scarlet The rush of love Urgent Liquified Thundered pulse beneath Hapheastus hammer I am tempered Precious metal wrought in chains Your weathered hands strain Clenched against the inevitable Release…. You know you want to let go Hesitant fingers rest Against your hoary spine Your response The seismic reverberations Rippling epicenter Spasmodic undercurrents Your shimmered skin betrays nothing Silence Before small sighs break The surface tension The catalyst The chaos Does the earth move for you, Baby? Terminal velocity This pyroclastic flow Paroxic refrain Embrace to disengage You curl up mummified Like the mutts of Pompeii Ash covered and ragged Legs splayed and heads thrown back Against the seize Measured breath forms fumaroles in the twilight My vesicular skin soaks you in Haphaestus aches This ferrous heart sparks and breaks In a dented cage You never penetrate me Eros Eternal no more valuable Than chips of pyrite Grace the palms of your hands Transient cheap glitter This exchange of fool's love Procreation of Titans Is best left to the gods After all I give You return only the memory Of satiation I gave you all of it….I am broken stones TL Boehm 01/30/09
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Sep 10, 2014
Sep 10, 2014 at 4:22 PM UTC
What I Give - Volcanology
This ferrous heart Rythmic in my chest Striking sparks of scarlet The rush of love Urgent Liquified Thundered pulse beneath Hapheastus hammer I am tempered Precious metal wrought in chains Your weathered hands strain Clenched against the inevitable Release…. You know you want to let go Hesitant fingers rest Against your hoary spine Your response The seismic reverberations Rippling epicenter Spasmodic undercurrents Your shimmered skin betrays nothing Silence Before small sighs break The surface tension The catalyst The chaos Does the earth move for you, Baby? Terminal velocity This pyroclastic flow Paroxic refrain Embrace to disengage You curl up mummified Like the mutts of Pompeii Ash covered and ragged Legs splayed and heads thrown back Against the seize Measured breath forms fumaroles in the twilight My vesicular skin soaks you in Haphaestus aches This ferrous heart sparks and breaks In a dented cage You never penetrate me Eros Eternal no more valuable Than chips of pyrite Grace the palms of your hands Transient cheap glitter This exchange of fool's love Procreation of Titans Is best left to the gods After all I give You return only the memory Of satiation I gave you all of it….I am broken stones TL Boehm 01/30/09
Um....yeah. Three guesses as to what this little ****** is about - and the bass keeps runnin' runnin and runnin' runnin'....I can go from zero to stoopid at the speed of light. Most days, hey...I'm already there.
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Sep 10, 2014
Sep 10, 2014 at 4:22 PM UTC
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