by mach1 » Fri Oct 01, 2004 8:01 pm
ghosts appear and fade away
obessions come and go
true love
knows no bounds
what'dya guys think? should I go pro?
heres my rambling ode to the photogenically lovely
laurie dhue.....almost rhymes as in like: lorna doone
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Kiss; Me! Kate.
Once quick,
Warm and soft,
Your image transfixes me.
Roots me to my chair.
A dazzling chic like scent…
Personified, drifts and wafts into view
into a steadily electronically pulsating
translucent glow and aura.
A mere glimpse and hint of which.
Reels, calls and rolls me back
into a long lost distant imagined land,
A dancing world of
mnemonic metaphoric meandering…
of Vidal-Sasoon likeness and damp,
of dry and dusty feathery compacts,
delicately fingerprinted
marred yet improved
by one slender single solitary
mislaid
digit.
And of leather tactile aromatic...
reminiscently
retaining perfumes fine mist
memorably applied with no regret
yet in angst at the click of the unforgiving clock
missing its mark
and resting on your covered shoulder.
Becoming imagined remnants of fresh gold tarnish.
And of course
the pastel imbued
sebaceous-like
neon bathed
slightly
swarthy in tone
faded water-colored
red rose cover applique i.e.
apparent on your soft
full and wondurous
lips,
it’s
moistness containing miniscule flecks of
ardor and appeal.
Like a gleaming promise
unfulfilled…
resting still poised
on the very edge of the
once naked,
well defined,
smooth and ardent,
soft as silk and satin,
surface
they cover.
Like dew that once existed
kissing off hello
the surface it once covered,
in a glory filled
surrender.
Becoming a word : dulcet
In yet another world: reborn
Like a butterfly learning to fly.
Mouthing as soft as flower petals
in a voice less language
a saying called goodbye.
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L8r g8rs
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