"moonest" poems - Hello Poetry

when greener sits atop me earth astride the human rind practically eatage thrusted blueward hair i'll innumerably chant life from desiccated lips i'll sing life and i'll say a whole ocean of upon grass will lovers make dew which (like me shall) make again a body of beating and bragging under stars and over me shall make the feet of those miraculous youth drunk kissers and i won't be dead i'll be in every mouth parted love hew imbued each other like i did with you one summer ago in sweetest juice of night honeying every limb in suppler moonest light

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Feb 17, 2012

Feb 17, 2012 at 5:23 AM UTC

patrick-wakefield-1

when greener sits atop me earth

when greener sits atop me earth astride the human rind practically eatage thrusted blueward hair i'll innumerably chant life from desiccated lips i'll sing life and i'll say a whole ocean of upon grass will lovers make dew which (like me shall) make again a body of beating and bragging under stars and over me shall make the feet of those miraculous youth drunk kissers and i won't be dead i'll be in every mouth parted love hew imbued each other like i did with you one summer ago in sweetest juice of night honeying every limb in suppler moonest light

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i have said mountains lazy clumps of clumsy mountains, i have said them, arching oceans of gasping instant sleep. I have crumbled perspiring cheeks loose with bulging moonest light. torn flaky moonest nights. i have halved twains and quartered thirds. yet. . . i could not say thee i could not say thy lavish cup of shoulders thy prism of corrupting sensible insane *** thy baffling and hoary flecks of burning frost. scattered smoothing rapidly. i could not say thy instant muscles gradually. you said " ME "

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May 13, 2011

May 13, 2011 at 12:32 PM UTC

patrick-wakefield-1

i have said mountains

i have said mountains lazy clumps of clumsy mountains, i have said them, arching oceans of gasping instant sleep. I have crumbled perspiring cheeks loose with bulging moonest light. torn flaky moonest nights. i have halved twains and quartered thirds. yet. . . i could not say thee i could not say thy lavish cup of shoulders thy prism of corrupting sensible insane *** thy baffling and hoary flecks of burning frost. scattered smoothing rapidly. i could not say thy instant muscles gradually. you said " ME "

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I will smelting the scentest sweet Smelt it over an 'I forgot' times Smells the morningest freshness Will smell petrified joy always. I will stareding at the simplest complexity My eyes saw the warmest merry Seeing night sky spill over sight Will stare at plainest intricacy. I felting a sugar glaze Felt it coat my moonest blue Feeling his sugary hands Had warmth so will feel it melt.. Will felting foreverness sticky.

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Jul 16, 2015

Jul 16, 2015 at 9:52 AM UTC

kevin-millers

I Felting A Sugar Glaze

I will smelting the scentest sweet Smelt it over an 'I forgot' times Smells the morningest freshness Will smell petrified joy always. I will stareding at the simplest complexity My eyes saw the warmest merry Seeing night sky spill over sight Will stare at plainest intricacy. I felting a sugar glaze Felt it coat my moonest blue Feeling his sugary hands Had warmth so will feel it melt.. Will felting foreverness sticky.

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