~Apricot Rain
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Their funeral mockery oozed
as enchanted lucidity embraced its ebony transparency.--
Where mossy amber tea-cups crack with time beneath an apricot rain.
Smooth, smoky-silver wildflower milk cradled in her throat,
as a gold-leafed lily withered and contorted
like the devil's amniotic yolk.--
Mystical scented candles changed the elders flesh salinity.
Their arterial flutters slit through with subtle haunting clarity:
Rustling thorns pricked her thighs,
even her theatrical breasts still tell me that it's cold.
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Fay Slimm
Your words slip like silk through the mind - -another beautiful verse to keep reading.
Your words slip like silk through the mind - -another beautiful verse to keep reading.
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Thanks Kerry!
Thanks Kerry!
Kerry O'Connor
That was quick! Love the title and the second stanza stands out for me as particularly beautiful.
That was quick! Love the title and the second stanza stands out for me as particularly beautiful.
Thank so much Fay!