- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Time Lapse
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Click hereMind flowing through tavern tunes,
heart sighs in dancing quivers
remembering how the lyrics were shattered.
Tunes twisting in time taken singing her sin; as
if seeking her soul in sound could conjure
vibrations of her static serenade.
His whirlpool eyes waltz into the ghost from his
pocket as he strokes her faded photo.
Such a potent melody lets her live inside his
memory, for they had danced the consequences
of love.
- COMMENTS
LeBrozalmost 17 years agoPotent thoughts of memory as an old love lives on; having the real love would be so much better.
Anonymousabout 17 years agoIt is. You always manage to slip some reference to water. I like this poem very much. Thank you.
My Erotic Trailabout 17 years agoI always thought of the ticking of the clock was the word 'snap' said every second... to awaken us every moment yet; we tend to ignore the ticking after awhile <grin I enjoyed your poem (~_~)
