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Proof
Warm gusts from the gulf of you
kisses sustained in mid air
drenched of my rain
washing salt from sea foam eyes
contusions line the mucus within
releasing me of emotional pain
in spite the cruelty of this dimension
rising weightless, thermals turning
a lightness of being molded into you
amidst a storm that tethers us
the sides of my skull burning
a blinding sirocco, its white heat
bursts from my palms, the screams
recall your predator escape
from my broken lips, your desire,
of scars, a raging pulse of reptile
that I have given all of myself
and taken all of you
proof.
kisses sustained in mid air
drenched of my rain
washing salt from sea foam eyes
contusions line the mucus within
releasing me of emotional pain
in spite the cruelty of this dimension
rising weightless, thermals turning
a lightness of being molded into you
amidst a storm that tethers us
the sides of my skull burning
a blinding sirocco, its white heat
bursts from my palms, the screams
recall your predator escape
from my broken lips, your desire,
of scars, a raging pulse of reptile
that I have given all of myself
and taken all of you
proof.
Published 10th Jan 2017
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10th Jan 2017 1:41pm
how strongly written, you bring us there and show it to us without flinching or turning aside...
a good strong piece..
geoff
a good strong piece..
geoff
10th Jan 2017 1:56pm
I appreciate your insight, tomcat, and thank you for the recommend.
-jadey
-jadey
10th Jan 2017 2:41pm
A beautiful piece ...getting my mind and emotions involved
Thank you for sharing
Thank you for sharing
10th Jan 2017 11:20pm
You're most welcome, Petski, and I thank you for visiting for a read & a share in return . Also, warm welcome to DUP!
10th Jan 2017 6:45pm
I love the couplet style ending with a singular word, Jade. This one packs an ethereal quality of dimensional convergence with the peel of human emotion. Well done.
10th Jan 2017 11:26pm
10th Jan 2017 8:11pm
This is incontestable proof of your passion, Jade. You survive contusions and other damage in giving the gift of yourself. Makes that gift all the sweeter. If the passion's shared, all the better:
from my broken lips, your desire,
of scars, a raging pulse of reptile
that I have given all of myself
and taken all of you
proof.
All the proof I need, Jade.. Fine work! Good luck with the comp...
from my broken lips, your desire,
of scars, a raging pulse of reptile
that I have given all of myself
and taken all of you
proof.
All the proof I need, Jade.. Fine work! Good luck with the comp...
Oh gosh, my crowfly friend, over the past half a day, and through having to twice recharge my iPhone battery, I keep returning here in hopes to have the words to do your wonderful comment justice, and perhaps now I'm ready...
to recall how it was for me, how I felt & thought when the poem started pulling me through the brimstone of its premise, until I was able to take charge and slam it across the cul de sac at the finish.
Your insight is uplifting for me, with my gratitude!
to recall how it was for me, how I felt & thought when the poem started pulling me through the brimstone of its premise, until I was able to take charge and slam it across the cul de sac at the finish.
Your insight is uplifting for me, with my gratitude!
11th Jan 2017 5:48am
11th Jan 2017 7:57am
11th Jan 2017 7:52am
Damn incredible write, Jade. Love the darkness and imagery, wonderful expression!
~anonshadow😏
~anonshadow😏
11th Jan 2017 8:12am
Ahh there you are, dear Anon, sharing your thoughts of wonderful appreciation & enjoyment with me, thank you!
11th Jan 2017 9:44pm
In awe of the ability to personify nature and attach unique descriptors to human exchange.
11th Jan 2017 11:54pm
Thank you, Mr Jazzmanor, for visiting me with your thoughts, it's been a while.😊
12th Jan 2017 1:05am
Yeah, coping with two friends' deaths plus helping two different people move, in addition to being sick and dealing with a new tenant in the house I grew up in has taken up a lot of energy. (I won't say anything about the basketball and the snow)
12th Jan 2017 1:44am
Oh my. Well, that's why I write, so it keeps me from bleeding all over the screens (with real blood) that readers use to take in my word verses with a hope to relate. And that's why I pray & wish you well so that we both can keep from hemorraging. Thanks again, sir, for being here with me.
