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doorman
doorman
Aug 07, 2009 ⭐ View statistics (Premium feature)

A small charity


Without a meaning
Cup lukewarm by your soft skin
Sip from a bird's nest


Distant memory
Thin edge between pale and blue
Now whispers through you


My head in your lap
A pebble sinks in evening's pool
Without a meaning


— doorman, Aug 07, 2009

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Ravenshakti

Ravenshakti

16 years 10 months ago

Mesmerizing...

I love this poem... The feeling your words weave, has a silken touch. The only way I can describe it. Exquisite. Raven
doorman

doorman

16 years 10 months ago

Raven

Once again, thank you for a poetic compliment. Best wishes, Espen.
Bonitaj

Bonitaj

16 years 10 months ago

Wow!

I think I like it! In fact I know I do! Lovely sensuous piece. Keep up the good work! Boni
doorman

doorman

16 years 10 months ago

Thank you!

Thanks for the words of encouragement! Gives me guts and fire! Sincerely, Espen
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odd molly

16 years 10 months ago

I think your poem is very

I think your poem is very sensual and warm . I do like the short lines and not to many words.. and yes it flows.. Very lovely ! odd molly
doorman

doorman

16 years 10 months ago

Dear odd molly

Thank you for reading,- and for your kind words. Sincerely, Espen.