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Swapping Paints
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2012 I touch the active skin on this dance floor
Gulping one adrenaline-infused chalice after another
All cups waiting to be refilled
Lapping, lapping the surging nectar from your pores
Tasting the moonlight
A night of infinite possibilities
and finite motives
Taking all prisoners
and making no promises
Recklessly swapping paints -
We make artwork of ourselves -
and tell no one
of the canvas that would make O'Keefe blush
Subtle
~~we make artwork of ourselves~~ is a fine line. Two commas and one dash, the caps start each new line - very neatly developed way using natural stops (caesura) and line
breaks to create continuity and melodious often subtle cadences - intriguing - allets
Thank you both very much for
Thank you both very much for your kind words :)
God poem!
I enjoyed reading this a lot!