speechless

By doll on the rag


you carve images of angels
into my skull
where no god has ever tread
and you fill the void
with something holy


and wholly beautiful


you,
who breathes in common air
and exhales the dust of stars,
whose tongue is thick
with the infinite


my strange and awkward butterfly
that tastes of crushed wings


so foolish to think i could keep you
trapped in the cage of my fingers!


no palms fair enough
to persuade you of your freedom




what universe breeds within you
to create worlds like heartbeats:
an act of existance
rather than will



to have touched the limitless,
embraced that which cannot be held
is














here,
take my hands
i cannot write anymore.


















----






written for
LostInDespair,
because
i love him fiercely
and he steals my words.







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© 2005 doll on the rag
Published on Tuesday, October 18, 2005.     Filed under: "Poetry"
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  • A former member wrote: I don't know whats more beautiful this or you singing to me on the phone. I miss every part of you. Me

  • A former member wrote: You made me cry sweet... you leave me speechless.

  • doll on the rag On Tuesday, November 29, 2005, doll on the rag (200)By person wrote:

    i should have had the last bit up there a while ago... everyone should know why i feel how i do. *love*

  • A former member wrote: I wanted so desperately to keep this one to myself, but I just couldn't do it...the thought did make me smile a little inside though = )

  • A former member wrote: you make my hands feel heavy... and useless.. . left in your words.. . such precision of your craft.. .~ness

  • not an addict On Tuesday, October 18, 2005, not an addict (45)By person wrote:

    i'm glad you posted this one... it is too beautiful to be kept hidden.

  • Err0r On Tuesday, October 18, 2005, Err0r (358)By person wrote:

    If I have your hands would I have your wonderful talent? Great write.

  • glasshouse On Tuesday, October 18, 2005, glasshouse (530)By person wrote:

    "my strange and awkward butterfly that tastes of crushed wings" beautiful. the whole piece felt like a conversation in the wind. perfectly expressed and gentle. lovely. -Glass

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