Sketches...afternoon

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Sketches…afternoon
Somewhere along the way…
I lost myself in her
woken from a reverie…
realizing I exist no more
breathing only through her
feeling only through her
knowing only through her
living only for fleeting moments…inside of her
Is this death? perfect union?
only madness…enduring aberration?
taking flight on her every sigh
tears falling from mine eyes for her sadness
laughter swathing her glee…
there is no more me
the two joined as one? No…she exists
with or without my being
but I…am nothing but an ephemeral phantasm
winking in and out
to be lost on a breeze when her eyes close
minutes turn to hours…hours to days
since I lost myself in her

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tazz317tazz317about 12 years ago
TO ENRAPT ONE LOVE

of giving to another. TK U MLJ LV NV

duddle146duddle146over 17 years ago
existing.

Once her sexual wares have been discovered ~ sexual addiction sets in ~ I have lost myself in her. Illustration certainly bears out the meaning of this rendering.

My Erotic TailMy Erotic Tailover 18 years ago
Savage

the same savagewolf I know?? I enjoyed the poem and found the sketch to be a great picture as well as an addition to the poem.

LeBrozLeBrozover 18 years ago
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Very nicely done

Perhaps a bit too heavy on the hers;

Keep it light and subdued

In the style of that excellent illustration.

Christina O. LeighChristina O. Leighover 18 years ago
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Sketches…afternoon

Somewhere along the way…

I lost myself in her

woken from a reverie…

realizing I exist no more

breathing only through her

feeling only through her

knowing only through her

Sketches…afternoon

Somewhere along the way…

I lost myself in her

woken from a reverie…

realizing I exist no more

breathing, feeling, knowing

only through her. - Maybe?

I think there were too many "her" words in the poem, and you could've done without them. The ellipses didn't seem to bother me much but I'd try to go for the right punctuation. The poem has great potentional and I enjoyed. There's only a few things I would work on. Thanks for sharing! Beautiful picture!

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