Tarassis.

By the Id

That woman; She was Tellurian to my Ethereal.

She was
the strength of a thousand crashing waves and fragile like hollow bones

She was
a voice whispering her secrets in lamenting thunderclaps down my train tracked spine.

She was
twisted and terrible like a memory pondered too long, too desperate, that woman.
 
Sometimes you wear her face.
 
That woman; She was wicked and adorable and I was selfishly star struck.

She was weak with weary waxy lashes and silk dusting on my moon sail.

She was severely citrus scented so I resented the smell of orange peels
and felt scurvy pained.

She was long fingered, tinted in tangerine from that too wild too bright hair dye
that made her
                          Just too beautiful, THAT WOMAN!

Damn That WOMAN.

damn THAT woman!

Damn, that woman.
 
And sometimes
                                You wear her scent,
And sometimes
                                     I still love you.

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Copyright 2013 the Id
Published on Sunday, September 8, 2013.     Filed under: "Poetry"

Author's Note:

There's no excuse for me.
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  • A former member wrote: colors and scents, the essence of love. and the self breaking of hearts. it's easy to feel this pain. it's not, to live it.

  • blue angel On Monday, September 9, 2013, blue angel (877)By person wrote:

    exquisitely beautiful :)~

  • A former member wrote: you describe this women well I have a picture in my head of what she looks like and is like I really like these lines a lot She was severely citrus scented so I resented the smell of orange peels and felt scurvy pained.

  • A former member wrote: i love the duality here and internal conflict here. that scurvy line was pretty genius. potent and impressive stuff, mister.

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