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The Architecture Of Emotion
Shifting mercury oceans
of breathless beginnings
He saw me under d(r)ying edges of myself, frayed
Rising
I sync with the spectral pattern
of a glossed over town
& my hands smell of old again
Antique shops & open spaces closing in
Beneath
I find rapture in his breath
A haven wrapped
& hidden
waiting in his arms
of breathless beginnings
He saw me under d(r)ying edges of myself, frayed
Rising
I sync with the spectral pattern
of a glossed over town
& my hands smell of old again
Antique shops & open spaces closing in
Beneath
I find rapture in his breath
A haven wrapped
& hidden
waiting in his arms
Published 22nd Jan 2010
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22nd Jan 2010 8:00am
...by an all consuming passion your output becomes effortless - my compliments, Kandice.
21st Oct 2011 5:31am
That line has such a deep impact. Of breathless beginnings - These two lines alone, have enough imagery to keep me focused only on them, for as long as I can. I keep reading over them, imagining. Very inspiring. Thanks for sharing.
