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Orphani
Sep 19, 2009 ⭐ See this poem's read count — a supporter feature

Ibecame

Skin... the hearts offer
Consider the warm marble
My love.

Michelangelo was your father
The curling wave your mother

I begged his  gift  you formed ,with naked lost eyes,
But it was you who sculpted,
with deep sensuous circles  of molten earth
You gave birth to stone and ..... I became
The child of your dancing fingers.
Water turned wine in your lips.
A gentle flower , coaxed from the impenetrable stone.
I was Michelangelo...... with your eyes
I sought your form
But found myself.
— Orphani, Sep 19, 2009
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lyz

16 years 10 months ago

Dear O

Quite an elegant write. Great artist by the way. And I am glad u found yourself in this soulful write. I like the words:You gave birth, And I became the child, of your dancing fingers. Just beautiful. Love Lyz XX
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lyz

16 years 6 months ago

Dear Barry

I have to admit, if there was a major change to this, well, I am sorry, I cant see it. I have read it twice just now and I am still in mind of elegance. That may not be the right word, but it reads well in a low slow voice, a few pauses and the last sentences seems to be the jolt to bring you back from a dreamy read. Sorry, I enjoyed it. Love Lyz. XX
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raskin

16 years 10 months ago

Excellent

Thoughtful, lovely imagery, imbedded with emotions. raskin
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odd molly

16 years 10 months ago

O The more I read your *I

O The more I read your *I became* the more I love it..a real treasure it is, a gem so fine so fine and I love the depth of your soul.. and what a heavenly gift to be able to paint with words as you do.. I am truly amazed.. Love. o molly
Seren

Seren

16 years 10 months ago

Dearest Barry

I am late to your party my friend and I dont think there is anything I can add except to say that your vision is beautiful and I became lost , I wanted more but then I am a greedy cow lol ;) Love and higgest bugs Jayne x x
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Orphani

16 years 6 months ago

Squrrel demons run the

Squrrel demons run the road toadless grief of loss of nuts Flick stick hump has rolled me flat do you do flat and two dogs down on a tick flick lick d breakfast warm beer poo poo in my pants pardon me while I change my R ants and pass me another tampon jill
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lyz

16 years 6 months ago

Ah!

You have lost me with this squirrel? squashed on the road? One beer too many, lol. Love Lyz. XX Funny.

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