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Affair
My behavior was inappropriate;
I know this now.
But death brings
out life
we might fear otherwise.
On the floor lies our rampant
discoveries
in forms of
broken glass
and cabernet puddles.
Be quiet now,
scarlet words will stain my
blouse.
Wrinkled hands envelop me
deliver me
into the unknown,
deception I have crawled into
like a warm grave.
Our silence binds us
here,
in the darkness
where we now must
live.
There is no place for us out there.
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| Too many cliches. |
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Comment by: badwolf - 2007-06-29 21:07
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| ah, a romantic trist with an older married man. and apparently a passionate one at that based on the broken glass. the question i have is will the one emoting the poem go back for more even though it is inappropriate, or is the darkness an admission that the affair will continue. |
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I like this poem, rspecially the stanza that reads,
"Be quiet now,
scarlet words will stain my
blouse."
Of course I am no poetic genius... see, knowing me I spelled genius wrong (I always get that word wrong!).. |
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Hot. Am I strange for finding this poem seductive?
J |
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Dear Michelle,
Fascinating and very nicely done!
Has the narrator just been made a vampire or am I really stupid and missing something?
Best,
James |
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