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spindl — Circumstance
Published: 2007-01-25 22:37:42 +0000 UTC; Views: 1090; Favourites: 12; Downloads: 7
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You flickerwarming me only in your generous and jealous moments.
Your begging is
scalding sweetness quickly dissolving any and all
of my bravery.
You move
dizzying my body and senses effortlessly.
I am heavy
with thought and old habits.
I am strong and conscious
and yet
my lungs are not lungs when you speak
but small fires
hot, wild and gasping for air.
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Comments: 9
I relate, I feel, and I love. Don't ever stop.
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Thank you for posting this beautiful poem. Immediately after reading it, I sat for many long minutes, eyes closed, basking in the rush of emotions it evoked, flooding through my being, not daring to even breath, hoping the moment would last...
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Your poetry was a pleasant surprise, and this...this will haunt me.
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"my lungs are not lungs when you speak
but small fires
hot, wild and gasping for air."
Brilliant. Beautiful. Brutal.
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hmm yup, still like this.
and fool's gold, memories of being a kid and climbing up on the shed roof to pull off the slates with crystals of it in, thence to break them up for their foolish booty!
happy days.
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