

CyclingYour absence brings the change of seasons. The upside of four months: Winter to Spring. The upside of four days assume early Autumn, but in all this guess and mysticism Summer just gets hotter: a reminder of those Arab days.Cycling
Your distance brings the images of wholeness to our setting eyes. The moon above to stretch and swell, some blood below
to drip and rise. A surfacing unheard of
and unseen while you spill inside.
Before you left our sex breathed I cant live without you breath, and eyes shed &n


HoursOut on this balcony now I can smell your sex. Our invasion of private eyes, a family with a child, and all those midnight lights on low.Hours
You are not here for only one night and there are no deserts and vast oceans between us.
100 days spent watching the stars rise and fall, eight hours behind, and now just one night, a bridge and some river, yet still just as far, if away from your arms.
This step leads to a yard where the sod has turned yellow, molds itself Atlantic Ocean, Williamsburg Bridge, and that yellow sod,


Your ArrowAnd maybe we are just pulses. Two pulses split and feigning one, two pulses contradicting the very art of nihilism, the very idea ofYour Arrow
well isnt it comfortable, dont you think? of
I suppose its convenient, isnt it?
And maybe we are just fingers and eyes, pointing at, searching for this star and that, imagining half-mentioned constellations, outlining Orions belt,
wishing it rare.
And possibly this dream, this moment, this future is just that, a dream, is just that, blind faith.
But as far as we launch w
Devious Comments
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Wow! You really are a brilliant poet, aren't you?
Why don't you join the poetry contest from [link] ?
It's free and every nitwit such as myself who enters gets a small gift
but someone like you might win one of their $10 000 or $100 000 prizes.
you write interesting works ! keep it up
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The only matter I miss in my life is a person whom I want to write a letter. (Sandor Marai)
my gallery
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are you on icq?
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Carpe Noctem!
Macabre
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Carpe Noctem!
Macabre
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Everything in this room is eatable, even I'm eatable! But that is called "cannibalism," my dear children, and is in fact frowned upon in most societies. - Charlie and the Chocolate Factory
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Kilroy was here
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Are you hoping for a miracle?
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"Teach how you will, a pig can never play the flute." Thom Merrilin, Wheel of Time Book 1: The Eye of the World
i get that a lot.
question: how do you get a picture of yourself under devious information. i want one.
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I'm just sittin' here in this sty
strewn with half written songs
taking one breath at a time
not much goin' on...
I am honored to have a spot on your favorites. Keep writing, and please keep reading!
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Any person under the age of thirty, who, having any knowledge of the existing social order, is not a revolutionist, is an inferior.
*Bernard Shaw*
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I wish I had all the world to write, instead of just having all the world.
Gives me hope that someone out there still cares enough to write.
Even though it's sad how visually oriented people are on dA (if you hadn't noticed but I have a feeling you have due to your latest journal), there are still people who read.
And who knows, maybe more will start to read. With poetry like yours around, I can really see that happening.
So thanks for writing. Keep it up.
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Not My Page ; Not My Work
thank you again!!
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Gabba Gabba Hey!
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[link] to the general deviantArt community.
no problem
we're 'neighbors' because i pressed the neighborsbutton on my page and it showed you a few miles away. I think like 6-8 miles.
Anyhow, cool page
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[link] -my online portfolio
an interesting forum to visit;
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you're a 'neighbor'
so i guess i'll add you
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[link] -my online portfolio
an interesting forum to visit;
<img src="http://www.we-talk.net/banner1.gif">
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Bre Bre > You
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