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Click herepale blue rain
wet against fair skin
blue beads caress warm body
slumbering in stirring puddles
gauzy wings flutter in
moist indulgence
marveling at liquid trickles
filling vacant spaces
blue serum tingles
jelled years
strands of pearls
become transparant
love becomes a world
unspoken
I'd be standing in awe, if this write hadn't knocked me on my ass. Haikus on steriods pack quite a punch. I Clarity some type of whine? Red or white?
from the moment i seen your words firing a page to light, i knew there would be great things in store.. such brilliance that shines through your work and thought, that leaves me taken aback at times, and standing with one thing in mind .... "awe".... angelgarland
yep, it's a poem, and yet I can't seem to figure out why, other than all the poetic imagery and the structure. I love all the little eye candy, but for the hell of me I can't figure out what this poem is about, and yet, I still like it. Someone enlighten me. OR I should say to the author. Clarity might be something you can work on, however, I've been at this since 6:30am, and I might just be punchy.