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Click herewe dance our lust as breaths
against frosted windows
to disappear and reappear
longing in hallows of ecstasy
lingering in hollows of agony
with welts of passion
and dispassion
lachrymose and desultory
we repose upon eiderdown and desire
and smoke dreams of fire
and drink wine of desolation
with no consolation between bouts
of frenzy
envious of the moments before
I'm sure a lot of people will have to translate it but it sounds a lot more...exotic than the translation.
I was thinking about how someone made me feel when we were together and how everything else lost its luster when we were apart. About how those moments before we parted were tragic and saddening and how I knew I'd be consumed by the time we'd spent together before.
and your poetry is too!
I think a lot of people are going to end up googling it and reading it twice.... I have to ask...what exactly were you feeling when you wrote this? I feel like I need more background.