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Author: expiring_touch
ASL Info:    30/f/Hamburg
Elite Ratio:    3.91 - 139 /260 /173
Words: 115
Class/Type: Poetry /Misc
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My wine was thick and breathless
that one night, between glittering spaces -
of glass tables, sprinklers
of candlelight here and there
in italic, setting a mood,
and cheap-looking Christmas décor - -
and I was cheap, too, dulled
by the cold outside, and the wet wind,
and my own damp slipping
stockings, and that particular
stretch of the ankles
in heels, smuggling apples
from the hotel vase.

I listened to you play and clapped
marveling at the way your hands
flew over the piano, the way it did
your bidding, so much compressed
space in those 1,5m, I bet
time, too, is
a circle.

Submitted on 2014-12-24 14:15:51     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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