Worn Like Cashmere
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The Vow
love shown in caresses of gnarled hands
dried out from the spring of youth
skins worn like old Cashmere
that once as in love draped around
shoulders and ample bosom
hair grey highlighted with white
framed her sweet face once so pretty
love in honesty shone through his eyes
as he touched her face vowing eternal
the love of them together in a golden circle
dried out from the spring of youth
skins worn like old Cashmere
that once as in love draped around
shoulders and ample bosom
hair grey highlighted with white
framed her sweet face once so pretty
love in honesty shone through his eyes
as he touched her face vowing eternal
the love of them together in a golden circle
Written by Grace
(IDryad)
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Love Like Cashmere
Does he constantly keep you warm
Like the luxurious cashmere you wear?
Does he keep every internal storm
At bay? Does he love you with your hair
In the wind and the windows down?
Does he whisper how much he loves you
When you are asleep or when your frown
Deepens? Because you always deserve to
Be loved that way. The love that gives
You the world and something you outlive.
Like the luxurious cashmere you wear?
Does he keep every internal storm
At bay? Does he love you with your hair
In the wind and the windows down?
Does he whisper how much he loves you
When you are asleep or when your frown
Deepens? Because you always deserve to
Be loved that way. The love that gives
You the world and something you outlive.
Written by eswaller
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The Metamorphosis of the Octopus Crab Man
Beneath the full moon’s silver gaze
a masculine form, once solid and sure,
becomes a spectral dance of limbs,
an enigma woven from ocean’s lore.
His skin, a carapace of ancient secrets,
cracks open, revealing lunar scars,
as if the celestial orb itself etched
the map of forgotten battles upon his flesh.
The crab man once rooted in earthly sands
now writhes, limbs elongating, contorting,
his chitinous armor yielding to moonlight’s pull.
A metamorphosis scripted in cosmic ink.
His eyes once resolute and human
now mirror the abyssal depths.
An octopus-skull, ink-black and inscrutable.
A vessel for memories worn like cashmere.
And in the midst of war’s relentless fury
he dances—limbs undulating, reaching...
A spectral waltz with death and destiny,
a creature caught between realms.
Egon Schiele would weep at this transformation,
his brushstrokes capturing the paradox:
The fragility of flesh and the resilience of spirit.
The beauty in surrender to the lunar tide.
For the crab man, now octopus-skull,
is both warrior and poet.
His battle cries echoing through watery realms.
A requiem for lost shores and forgotten loves.
And as the moon wanes, retreating,
he returns to his human guise.
A man once more, haunted by memories
yet forever marked by the celestial ink.
In the quiet aftermath of war
he contemplates the duality of existence.
The dance between moon and sea.
And whispers: “I am both—crab and cephalopod.”
a masculine form, once solid and sure,
becomes a spectral dance of limbs,
an enigma woven from ocean’s lore.
His skin, a carapace of ancient secrets,
cracks open, revealing lunar scars,
as if the celestial orb itself etched
the map of forgotten battles upon his flesh.
The crab man once rooted in earthly sands
now writhes, limbs elongating, contorting,
his chitinous armor yielding to moonlight’s pull.
A metamorphosis scripted in cosmic ink.
His eyes once resolute and human
now mirror the abyssal depths.
An octopus-skull, ink-black and inscrutable.
A vessel for memories worn like cashmere.
And in the midst of war’s relentless fury
he dances—limbs undulating, reaching...
A spectral waltz with death and destiny,
a creature caught between realms.
Egon Schiele would weep at this transformation,
his brushstrokes capturing the paradox:
The fragility of flesh and the resilience of spirit.
The beauty in surrender to the lunar tide.
For the crab man, now octopus-skull,
is both warrior and poet.
His battle cries echoing through watery realms.
A requiem for lost shores and forgotten loves.
And as the moon wanes, retreating,
he returns to his human guise.
A man once more, haunted by memories
yet forever marked by the celestial ink.
In the quiet aftermath of war
he contemplates the duality of existence.
The dance between moon and sea.
And whispers: “I am both—crab and cephalopod.”
Written by PAR
(PAULO ACACIO RAMOS)
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Thanks for the win and congrats to LJ as well!
thanks for hosting, Adagio
thanks for hosting, Adagio