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colours
Colours sway to and fro
from my dilated retinas
And dreams swim in the placid sea above me
Your hands play the rhythm of this gorgeous afternoon
and the coffee stains upon my tongue
are evidence of my cultural origin
and how i long to once more be a virgin.
from my dilated retinas
And dreams swim in the placid sea above me
Your hands play the rhythm of this gorgeous afternoon
and the coffee stains upon my tongue
are evidence of my cultural origin
and how i long to once more be a virgin.
Published 27th Jan 2011
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27th Jan 2011 6:31pm
how do the coffee stains on your tongue connect you to being a virgin? i like the poem but the ending is ambiguous.
31st Jan 2011 8:15am
well im Italian, the coffee stains on my tongue are a prominent part of Italian culture as we always drink coffee. That thought then prevailed to virgin Mary as Italians are catholic. I then remembered myself as a child, as a virgin with no care in the world. things were more simple. So its just a poem, the ambiguous ending lingers in ur mind thus allows you to think about it more, which made you comment. hope it clarifies.
27th Jan 2011 7:56pm
...with harder edges and hypnotic feel to it - some cool use of metaphor too. I'm sorry you stopped where you did.
Best ~ Abra
Best ~ Abra
31st Jan 2011 8:16am
thanks...i know but i found it had to end like that as the thought process ended that way. ha thanks for ur feedback..
Anonymous
29th Oct 2011 6:50am
I agree with Abra in part because i wanted to read more but i.did.enjoy.its.brevity. Favorite line was the gorgeous afternoon. Lovely, MDT!
