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The Water-Bearer
He wasn't chosen
thank goddess,
just a comet who came in peace
i smudge his shoulder,
my kisses upon his well,
lovely girth
poseidon smiles
upon my stressed breath.
I think i can
detach his strings.
I think I can be fulfilled.
thank goddess,
just a comet who came in peace
i smudge his shoulder,
my kisses upon his well,
lovely girth
poseidon smiles
upon my stressed breath.
I think i can
detach his strings.
I think I can be fulfilled.
Published 11th Apr 2013
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Anonymous
11th Apr 2013 8:16pm
This caught my attention, a very original poem, like the darkness at the background, very nicely written!
12th Apr 2013 10:26pm
Thank you. And it was surprisingly a love poem, which i don't usually fancy love poems
