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What's Left
By Narcissa
Sheets twist
As I turn
Seeking friction
for my cold feet
Disturbing him
His leg tucks mine between his
My sole settles
The right one
Though
What's left
Shivers
His hand draws circles on my back
Comforting
Warming with a right hand
His breath coats me
And with the right words
I'll sweat like a southern summer
Though
What's left
Shivers
What's left
Can't be thawed
Completely
Yet
What's left from right
Can't be wrong
What's right
is
what's left
of you
Is me
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© 2008 Narcissa
Published on Tuesday, December 16, 2008.
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On Tuesday, December 12, 2017, Cassette
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wrote:
anessa once called this reminiscent of e.e.cummings... i have to echo that sentiment.
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On Tuesday, July 7, 2009, surething
(51) wrote:
very alluring writing here, the syntax here makes you want to read this over again. Your descriptions of the actions in this poem were well done, you have a novel-esque flair to this. I really enjoyed it
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On Thursday, December 18, 2008, Leith Plunkett
(239) wrote:
Said already but awesome word play. Still confused :-) but i like it. Awesome piece
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A former member wrote:
cummings.ish...thethoughts were word.trickery and circular; enticing and reticent. .. . well done.+ness
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On Tuesday, December 16, 2008, Echoes of Orpheus
(359) wrote:
As Nikes said, this wordplay was amazing, you never cease to improve. I think this is a piece I'll be coming back to.
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A former member wrote:
Good thing im ampidextrus,..read this with both hands,..coded in biology and finding the code in the one that we seek...you couldnt have finished this better...it was just right,..or was that left....beautiful.
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On Tuesday, December 16, 2008, NikesRain
(1298) wrote:
outstanding word play... it entices many thoughts to the surface and emotions to waltz slowly and quietly... well done
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