Prisonnier silencieux
By Corinthian
Master
and
mistress
The
Impaler
& the star.
.
.
.
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violet.
he has
blessed
his queen
with
perfumed
gloves+
and
one
sainted
bell chimed
unborn
king
un
evil.
is he
with
gentle
hands
like
magical
old flowers
in sleeping
waters
blue.
charmed
white
wishes
&
golden
dirt
from
the holiest
of graves
I remember
sleeping
with you
stay
with
me.
stay
with
me.
hushing
the room
shh
+
+
+
+
+
.
.
I remember
having
two funerals.
hearing
medieval
child
voices echoing
in a dome
a shrouded
dream
with
muddy toes
white
with
lady dust
and star
you
were
sick
with
holy
and
love.
La
Sorcière.
Shimmering
fairytales
& horrors
I was
balleting
through
the
woods
quiet
in
the
cold
swallowing
falling
snow glass
innocent
and birthing +
My Lord listen
http://youtu.be/FK-KC2aQpcI
You make me sleepy and
I forget all of this
Thankyou
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Comments on "Prisonnier silencieux"
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On Thursday, March 22, 2012, dwells
(4177) wrote:
Remembering a past life, always a cool write, thanks.
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On Thursday, March 22, 2012, FadedBlues
(2096) wrote:
...soft, endearing phrases combined with images of sickness & death...intriguing...