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Lover. Martyr.
By Belle
Heavy are these sheets
When I wake restless, in the night
Torrid are the sounds of lovers
Deafening, as it were, to my shy ears
You were so coy in stating
That you were wrapped around my fingers
Demure, and hesitant, even distrustful
It haunted me like a hallucination
A nightmarish quality that stabilized itself
Inside my frame, and my crown
One last caress before I escape
One last dance of devotion, ardor, and rapture
I could not assemble the words
To say that I was suffocating
Underneath these sheets
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Copyright 2004 Belle
Published on Monday, June 21, 2004.
Filed under:
"Poetry"
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On Wednesday, June 23, 2004, SluG
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wrote:
my god that was the most beautiful thing I have ever read.
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On Monday, June 21, 2004, Mute Serenade
(445) wrote:
roar. i can't think of anything that is fitting for the marvel... damn you :)... Sue
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On Monday, June 21, 2004, girlafraid
(480) wrote:
the ending was fab...the whole thing was brilliant, actually...
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On Monday, June 21, 2004, nell
(271) wrote:
hmm spent a bit of time tryign to figure out what comment to leave behind..and i stillcan't do it. this left a heavy feeling behind it
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On Monday, June 21, 2004, glasshouse
(548) wrote:
Oh wow. This piece felt like it drug me behind it. Just holding on to every word... afraid to let go because I felt it so deeply. This was astonishing. GREAT piece here. -Glass
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A former member wrote:
How many times I've tried to find the words...and your brought them to life. Thank you.
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