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the depths of her eyes
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Hyacinth garden
some curious sorrows taper
but only on the surface
where surrender seems alone
bound into frailty
by the tight tether of yearning
is it futile remembrance?
it is where the outside is looking in
it is what it is
something is better than nothing
here everything is everything
but that rhythmic stir still moves her
as her heart-beat, pumps and pulses
something within the allure of the untried
beneath her beaded moisture
a wetness that equals the depths of her eyes
not a quickening
but it is as if a fusing
a sharpening of the unsharpened
a rising desire pushes into the conscious
caress the budding
where those old fantasies echo
the fluid humming of dreams
as her voice transcends it scales into a chorus
she is soft, beautiful and beloved
reaching to the sky
for the first time
The depth of her eyes:
I admire your ability to create such beautifull poetry. What a lovely descriptive, emotional and truly inspiring work. This poem was lovely to read, especially your use of words. Liked very much.
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this is incredibly beautiful
this is incredibly beautiful 9intey! gorgeous piece! love it! hugss
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
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