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shucking my soul
I shuck my soul
to find the love
you leave behind.
To find the pearls
that shimmer like
the moon when its
drinking the last
of the sun's rays.
Each word you speak
engraved as nacre
inside this gray
mollusk that I
call my heart. And
while my fingers
may bleed, bleed
may they in the
search of of each
pearl you leave behind.
to find the love
you leave behind.
To find the pearls
that shimmer like
the moon when its
drinking the last
of the sun's rays.
Each word you speak
engraved as nacre
inside this gray
mollusk that I
call my heart. And
while my fingers
may bleed, bleed
may they in the
search of of each
pearl you leave behind.
Published 25th Jan 2016
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25th Jan 2016 2:41pm
Oh Ed...this is beautiful...your heart a mullusk and the her the agitation and creation of pearl...
Just wonderful...and ripe with tangibly felt emotion.. You are very good at that...your pieces sound very human...
Great job...
Lovve
Jen
Just wonderful...and ripe with tangibly felt emotion.. You are very good at that...your pieces sound very human...
Great job...
Lovve
Jen
25th Jan 2016 4:20pm
thank you so much, jen. i appreciate your thoughts. i love the feeling that flows through me when i write late at night. In the darkness, by the light of the full moon, she guides the tip of my heart as it writes out with the life-blood of our love.
