a warm place.

desire wells up inside of her;
a darkening wave.
(the tide is a swollen
and endless
black
and blue.)

a short intake of breath.

(reality pounds around her body
thrumming like a caged bird.
each feather trembling,
a part of her.)

breathing in soft fabric
her world a void
a mindless vacuum of feeling

finality is like an unfolding flower
it blossoms and numbness
recedes.

each petal folds like
her skin
under his touch.

there is a sense of security
in this loss.
she tastes blood in her mouth and
she is serene.



Poetry by anguisette
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Written on 2007-05-20 at 06:40

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penfold18
A wonderfully written piece though I thought the last two lines sort of contrdict themselves yet is very effective.
2007-05-20


Elle The PoetBay support member heart!
Beautiful writing, perfect in every way

Elle x
2007-05-20


Zoya Zaidi
ABSOLUTELY BEAUTIFUL!
"each petal folds like
her skin
under his touch."

Though I must cofess, I was blown over by:
"she tastes blood in her mouth and
she is serene. "

Kind of sends a shiver down the spine...

((Love, and welcome to the bay from my side, dear anguisette)))
Zoya
2007-05-20