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Vacant
Raining thoughts distill a craving
To touch a place so vacant
When I'm naked in this silence
Perspiring as I languish
Teasing words between my fingers
On a solitary mattress
Through the seasons I am patient
As your beauty shrouds my conscience
Like a perfume fine as Paris
Can vaporize a language
As the summer starts to mellow
in this harbor of a dream
To touch a place so vacant
When I'm naked in this silence
Perspiring as I languish
Teasing words between my fingers
On a solitary mattress
Through the seasons I am patient
As your beauty shrouds my conscience
Like a perfume fine as Paris
Can vaporize a language
As the summer starts to mellow
in this harbor of a dream
Published 25th Jul 2021
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25th Jul 2021 4:47am
Dear E,
Your poem made me think of a summers mist. How dewy it is and absolutely impossible to capture. You can see it for a bit and then it’s gone. I think of love in a similar fashion.
“ When I'm naked in this silence” great line. Vulnerable state.
I very much enjoyed your poem.
H🌷
Your poem made me think of a summers mist. How dewy it is and absolutely impossible to capture. You can see it for a bit and then it’s gone. I think of love in a similar fashion.
“ When I'm naked in this silence” great line. Vulnerable state.
I very much enjoyed your poem.
H🌷
25th Jul 2021 9:15am
I find myself reminiscing about things I've lost and want to recapture.
Thanks for reading.
Thanks for reading.
Anonymous
26th Jul 2021 1:17pm
You are..... breathtaking 💜
26th Jul 2021 7:16pm
