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ebonyamore
I knew the sum of the words spoken in the universe was astronomical but finite...but I thought ours would be a much larger constellation of conversation. Planets of words spoken to each other with stolen glances and lovers’ smiles orbiting like moons and satellites. Our one solitary star sparkles brighter than every other star in the night sky but it’s lonely. It wanted a galaxy to be held in your arms.
forbidden fruit a flavor has that lawful orchard mocks
how luscious lies within the pod the pea that duty locks.
-emily dickinson
ebonyamore's Works
| Poetry | 2009-04-08 | once upon a time... |
| Poetry | 2009-04-08 | shipwrecked |
| Poetry | 2009-04-09 | the hunter's snare |
| Poetry | 2009-04-09 | dirty girl on a siren night |
| Poetry | 2009-04-10 | a good friday |
| Poetry | 2009-04-22 | you aren't here |
| Poetry (Erotica) | 2009-04-24 | I said I loved you... |
| Poetry | 2009-04-29 | stained devotion |
| Poetry | 2009-07-12 | god of thunder |
| Poetry | 2010-10-17 | write me a love song |
| Poetry (Reflective) | 2010-10-22 | All you never needed |
| Poetry | 2011-04-05 | Achilles embrace |
| Poetry | 0000-00-00 | Reflections from the workshop |
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