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Sunday, November 22, 2015

Fall






Fall

Meet me in the tide - pass the past
pass where the light flickers soft-tames
the lash of leaden night – meet me there
hidden in the abyss of my moonlit lust – my flesh
and yours one wet in the mist -our fall my
holy, hidden, secret - forever drifting




11 comments:

  1. Oh I love the moonlit lust.. it's like a love-dance in the waves.. a dream of nights.... wonderful.

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  2. Oh this is very beautiful - a fall of delightful words.

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  3. Love the direction this took, Pearl. Far cry from mine!

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  4. OK...but don't say a word. Delightfully seductive piece.

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  5. What a wonderful fall of words and thoughts...so very involving and intoxicating in a way perhaps? past the pass pass - such a wonderful line (s)...i sense this maybe an enjoyable fall

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  6. THANK YOU ALL - I AM STILL RECUPERATING FROM A DRY-EYE PROBLEM WHICH HAS ME DIRECTED TO LIMIT COMPUTER TIME... Forgive me for not responding individually - <3 <3

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  7. I wonder if even the leaves say this to each other?

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