Ocarina
By lupus tenebrae
Blow
the glass
into white
hot treble clefs
at ready to sing;
underneath your fingers,
placed just right and out of reach;
as with all music, so it goes.
Just put your lips together, and mouth your
sweet nothings to a songbook, turned love note.
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Copyright 2012 lupus tenebrae
Published on Monday, October 1, 2012.
Filed under: "Structured" and
"Poetry"
Author's Note:
An etheree that became a little more passionate than I originally hoped.Comments on "Ocarina"
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On Thursday, November 8, 2012, lenores_death
(15) wrote:
love love love love love... I really like this poem...
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A former member wrote:
really beautiful. loved the format and the feel of this as it gathered its roses. thanks.