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I barely remember…
Barely remember…
Those nights I drowned
in deep pools of desire,
so dizzy
with the knowledge
I was one with the wind
the night the moon the
death…
I cried and cried
and ached…
But silence was
my only kiss.
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Now, now,
I roam these woods
searching for that lonely embrace
that final breath to share and smother
one last lover to pull beneath the water.
What other rhythm is there?
What else is worth wanting?
Why would I weep as I do,
just to be alone?
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Nice words. Nice pictures. Nice.
Darn, Bradley beat me to it. Very touching.
I beat you both…I got my quote on his little daily comment in the upper-left corner…which is going to be changed soon but still, I feel special. “…eerie but beautiful all at the same time.” I like that quote.
Hahaha….just playing, but I totally agree with Dad. This is one of my favorites of your poems, Drax.
Gracias.