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Bebe de la mine
By Corinthian
His
fingers are speckled
with sparkling mud
blue ...
and white
cries
on old lace curtains
and
champagne bottle
chandeliers
+
cracking
the light
Crumbling
like
Corinthian
columns.
noises
like gold
passing
the
blue sun
.
foolish
converstions
with
old statues
here in this
slaughtered
park
Fairies
in paradise
have the right to
hold you now
Dream two-night winter.
nails clenched in
blessed hands
Saint amethyst
nest of stones
& bottles
and bottles
of hope.
shadow
&
flame
Colorless
forehead
and shining light
sang
like
a
poem
lily .
beautiful baby
at the bottom of heaven
pray and cry and dream,
my soul sobs
bells
and
rings +
For
my
baby
Aristoteli...
Return
If
Possible
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Copyright 2012 Dakrismena
Published on Wednesday, March 7, 2012.
Filed under:
"Poetry"
Author's Note:
If they knew all about you they'd end up loving you too.Comments on "Bebe de la mine"
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On Thursday, March 8, 2012, FadedBlues
(2168)
wrote:
...there are feelings for this that can't be translated into language...they travel from my heart to yours.
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A former member wrote:
Return if possible ..RIP..... girl you are filled with angelic thoughts and much pain. I would take it from you in a second if I could , wish I could have met your little man Aris. Beautiful words as always , Corinthian
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A former member wrote:
beautiful,,
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On Wednesday, March 7, 2012, Devilish
(2657) wrote:
Oh god ... WOw. I'm speechless.. I was feeling the same way today when I wrote .. My lovely queen of the waters. So beautiful.. i love you and your baby..
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On Wednesday, March 7, 2012, Magdalena
(614) wrote:
Heartfelt and beautiful.
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