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    dots Submission Name: Confessionsdots

    Author: Clayman
    ASL Info:    28 - getting late
    Elite Ratio:    6.34 - 609/327/167
    Words: 206
    Class/Type: Poetry/Misc
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    Your prescence
    exhibits an overwhelming lure
    that binds me.
    Your gift of understanding is the reason
    time has become our friend.
    The way you dance past my defences
    to nurture my truths and point out hope
    became the fire that drives me.

    My gratitude now couples a yearning
    to raise mirror to your being,
    to repay your love.
    But you are too busy giving
    to notice me waiting for my turn.
    I feel ready now,
    for you to let my understanding roam free
    from your control.
    Allow me closer, to see.

    Please let me in.


    My thoughts long after the smell of sunshine
    in your eyes.
    A kingdom I would pay to breathe your air.
    The hardest part is knowing your skin
    beckons hurt.
    Fragile is the essence of your name,
    the soft irony of a young blossom
    waving at the storm.

    This invisible wall between us
    is not an obstacle but a necessity
    to keep you from knowing me.
    The struggle I wage inside
    is not for your eyes.
    The hardest part is admitting
    my tendency to hurt.

    I need you to heal me.


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      There are write ups that don't need much build up to touch the heart. This is an example of that. It doesn't need to swerve from "what is" because "what is" is already enough especially when said perfectly.

    "Your gift of understanding is the reason
    time has become our friend."

    That line is just one of the few that pretty much summarizes the strength of this piece.

    On a less important note, I love the name Beulah.
    | Posted on 2010-06-17 00:00:00 | by ANGELO | [ Reply to This ]
      The way this is written reminds me of those Robert/Elizabeth Browning poem-letters from great distances of Same Heart closeness. It has that ancient-yearning feel, and the delicacy that aloneness-shared-together feels. Vulnerable, like theo said above. It is quite wonderful and classic. It makes Love seem and enduring thing, even when we all know it has fangs and barks, it makes you still want to touch it and hope you still feel something besides its bite.
    | Posted on 2010-06-02 00:00:00 | by Runes | [ Reply to This ]
      this is lovely. i couldnt decide on the word, its amazing and powerful and heartwrenching to me, but most of all its sweet and tender and gentle and all together lovely. its those vulnerable vare moments that i love the most.

    lovely like a rose in winter snow.

    i love this.
    | Posted on 2010-05-02 00:00:00 | by Theophilus | [ Reply to This ]

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