We were arms and legs, ruffled pillows and twisted blankets bare writhing bodies reflected in a warped carnival mirror glowing embers of a fallen star Your strokes tentative and wavering in an unsteady tremolo
find me where the shy dawn dare caress the black crystal waters that sparkled so green amidst cold oceans of metaphor and warm, streaky peach jam skies
gift me, make me, break me, grant me may i find nourishment and sustenance in suckling the dripping honey from your velvet rose-tinted lips slake Your thirst sate Your hunger drink from these fountains and eat from these briars revel in my sanctum but let no blessed water pass my parched lips
i will etch soliloquies into the nape of your neck i, the calligrapher, you my masterpiece monet's soleil levant and water lilies botticelli's map of hell and rorshach blots i will find god in your twinkling sepia eyes and repose in the contours of your body chiseled with conviction bold i will trace lines traced long ago and discover you anew lilting auroras behind these tired eyelids sweet aubades of clotted maple cream embroidered into the buttery cashmere shearling of Your lush being knotted, blistering lilac and rose in this churning ****** sea of flames and sculpted ice
bold sensual soft caress but never kiss it's five a.m. and i still can't sleep we're out of time there's no stopping what's to come but the taste of jasmine white tea still lingers on my tongue i'm still shouting to the void and playing piano in the brazen dark
~escapril prompt no. 1 ~dedicated to a tayden and a david, and to a lana for seeing me through it all :) ~this will also probably become a part of dichotomy pt. 2 ~"crystal water that sparkled so green" -- kipling's seal lullaby ~feedback much appreciated <3
With such ceaseless light falling from heaven on my late shut eyes, I encountered the other half of my soul in the golden woods. It sparkled and made me almost blind. It was you, my love, I never want to lose, The prettiest dream, I never want to awake...
"SUN" You rose in the sky above, of my left You smiled at me And i was glad to see; You offered me to stay awake & I'll give you heat, You kept me from cold Which could froze me like a snow man And I was a shame to say THANK YOU! "MOON" You sparkled like white rose, Just beside me Your tiny friends wre with you As I was just to step on the frog You brighted like the rising Sun, You stole my sleep As you stole my thoughts & I was just staring at you ALL night, BECAUSE You'r so BEAUTIFUL!
\\\*I just write it for how to feel just in front of them & I hope You may like thisss
Sparkled water is terrible. It doesn't work well with meals Or with my taste buds It doesn't work well with anything. If I just added some syrup And turned it to pop It would be wonderful, Not terrible, no more.
My friend told me to make a poem about sparkled water, even though, as the title suggests, I personally think it's terrible.