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Author: expiring_touch
ASL Info:    30/f/Hamburg
Elite Ratio:    3.94 - 139 /256 /171
Words: 99
Class/Type: Poetry /Misc
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To somnolence, whose striking features
Across my trembling lid in red
like stricken vessel's final tickle
in waves of the receding sense -

take off your shoes, o silent Bedouin,
and watch them dancing on the dunes -
and feel the breath of lucid petal
of eye to eye beneath the many moons

upon the cheeks grown suddenly so sober
from prophecies engraved by someone's frenzied hand,
and free the firebirds that hover,
suspended on the verge of truth, yet never land -

To you, my friend, I send my nightly prayer.

Submitted on 2011-01-01 16:13:36     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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