State of fever

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How wonderful is to be...
This state of fever
Embraces my forehead
I have thought about it
And I'll undo the seas
On your aniseed pelvis

How wonderful is to be...
This state of fever
Brushes the skin snow white
Taste the watermelon lips
The low clime of your hips
The ardent tropical bight

How wonderful is to be...
This state of fever
Erodes the delta beguiled
And the beach is corroded
Paradise comes and fissures
Without anybody who moves
Who would repair it?

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WilliamButlerYeatsWilliamButlerYeatsabout 13 years ago
I don't like this as much as your others

'aniseed' we're going for scent of anise? If so, the image doesn't work for me.

buttersbuttersabout 13 years ago
much better use

of imagery! each connects and supports the next rather than pulling in opposition.

'aniseed pelvis' is definitely original phrasing, and i love the sounds in 'the delta beguiled'... so rounded, curving, meandering, spreading... all that conjured by 3 words and their sounds.

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