

KuchibiruKuchibiru
Kuchibiru
Belly, knotted like a ragged bean. A gentle pace of mellow bristling steps, Abreast a stippled waxy paper screen With a burden of modest implements.
Past the pungent cups and crockery Of night upon a sequent night\'s cold oil. Buoyed by a hungry revery Of no softer painting to be spoiled.
Kerchief and cool reverberate brass bowl, Simple tools, with leisure to unmake A hair and lace so featly to unroll. A spot of paint, a blot of blush and kohl...
Courtesan, plum-patterened silk aflow. Cinnabar above, Cinnabar


DylanelleI flex my wings, although I've never flown; I long to seize the winds, to hear their lore and seek in flight for secrets still unknown.Dylanelle
Your hand in mine is strong as salt, as stone, an anchor to embrace and to adore-- I flex my wings, although I've never flown.
Each feather is a word; I must atone for words too harshly said--so I explore, and seek in flight for secrets still unknown.
Replete with richness in both hue and tone, your words, though few, ring through my very core. I flex my wings, although I've never flown.
Revelling, I know that


Amalgamate LoveIn our darkness here, my senses singAmalgamate Love
drunk on sweetness and replete with wine.
Like crystal lightly struck our bodies ring.
I'll learn to share in every song you sing--
a love unplanned.
I sometimes can't believe you could be mine.
I stroke your hair, strand by silken strand
and bow to taste the flesh I've made a shrine.
Without possessing you I've made you mine,
without a word.
I can feel your skin beneath my hand,
strong and delicate as a trembling bird.
I wish that we could soar and never land,
as, shivering, you rise to meet my hand--
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Wondering, Wondering in Feilds of Disillusion
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Metrical poets of the world: Unite!
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Pixie-Queen: Prone to impromptu bouts of silliness *sticks tongue out and pulls funny face*
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Wondering, Wondering in Feilds of Disillusion
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"george bush sayz we are lozing the war on drugz. you know what that impliez? there'z a war being fought, and people on drugz are winning it." - bill hicks.
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Pixie-Queen: Prone to impromptu bouts of silliness *sticks tongue out and pulls funny face*
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