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Jun 06, 2010
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Bliss
I love words
I love the way that they roll off of the tongue
I love the way that they look on the page
They paint images in the mind
that fill my senses like Van Gogh
words meld and develop
before the eyes
Sometimes I like words
regardless of meaning
machination, evisceration, masturbation
I have words that fascinate
for a day , a month, a year
I have favorite sensations they create
Words can form perfection
together they can make your heart fly
or your heart break
Single words or in a sentence
I don't mind which
inside a novel by Bukowski
or in the lyrics of James Douglas Morrison
They are all my bliss
I love the way that they roll off of the tongue
I love the way that they look on the page
They paint images in the mind
that fill my senses like Van Gogh
words meld and develop
before the eyes
Sometimes I like words
regardless of meaning
machination, evisceration, masturbation
I have words that fascinate
for a day , a month, a year
I have favorite sensations they create
Words can form perfection
together they can make your heart fly
or your heart break
Single words or in a sentence
I don't mind which
inside a novel by Bukowski
or in the lyrics of James Douglas Morrison
They are all my bliss
— lou, Jun 06, 2010
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Critiques
weirdelf
16 years ago
A poets poem! After my own heart
lou
16 years ago
Dear Jess
panaella
16 years ago
step up to the plate...
lou
16 years ago
Dear Elle
xena465
16 years ago
Nice one Lou
lou
16 years ago
hi
Seren
16 years ago
Dear Lou
lou
16 years ago
Dear JayCee
hobo
16 years ago
I love words
lou
16 years ago
Dear randy
Geezer
16 years ago
I totally agree...
lou
16 years ago
Dear Gee