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and now,
still,
does the lightning-stricken current in your very pulse rage and roar
every time you touch her as it did whenever you held me- the vastest of seas
and your surely wide-eyed, waiting, warrioress waterline?
and,
if i could be every ocean, did you know
i would be so just for you- to stretch across
all possible crevices to calm your molten core and quivering plates
what if,
i could take her river form? become the vivid, sweet-water you longed for,
washing-away the infinite that i could be just to claim myself as your source
- even if i were to become a tool for all those towns and all their inhabitants
if only,
your always aubade eyes did not deliver to me such agony by scalding
my surface yet leaving my deepest parts crisp-cold, maybe i would have
been able to understand why some scars are made out of possessiveness
tell me,
would i then have stood a chance to barrel you into these waves of mine?
could i then have enveloped you like the sea-foam does the shore
or grab hold of you like a fisherman to his boat in the midst of a thunderstorm?
did you,
seek her song? have you always known that we would fail ourselves
and each other like a broken lighthouse in the midst of a lost terrain?
are we forever condemned to caving-in on each other with no way out or back?
so now,
still,
does the lightning-stricken current in your very pulse rage and roar
every time you touch her as it did whenever you held me- the vastest of seas
and your surely wide-eyed, waiting, warrioress waterline?
and,
if i could be every ocean, did you know
i would be so just for you- to stretch across
all possible crevices to calm your molten core and quivering plates
what if,
i could take her river form? become the vivid, sweet-water you longed for,
washing-away the infinite that i could be just to claim myself as your source
- even if i were to become a tool for all those towns and all their inhabitants
if only,
your always aubade eyes did not deliver to me such agony by scalding
my surface yet leaving my deepest parts crisp-cold, maybe i would have
been able to understand why some scars are made out of possessiveness
tell me,
would i then have stood a chance to barrel you into these waves of mine?
could i then have enveloped you like the sea-foam does the shore
or grab hold of you like a fisherman to his boat in the midst of a thunderstorm?
did you,
seek her song? have you always known that we would fail ourselves
and each other like a broken lighthouse in the midst of a lost terrain?
are we forever condemned to caving-in on each other with no way out or back?
so now,
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I WOULD SUPER LOVE TO SEE COMMENTS, THANK YOU!!
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Critique:
Which line did you like the least?
Which line did you like the most?
Two-cents please?
See also Sammur-amat's Special Slice of NaPoWriMo Pie
Free-Verse
where do we go from here?
----------------------------------------------------------------------------
I WOULD SUPER LOVE TO SEE COMMENTS, THANK YOU!!
----------------------------------------------------------------------------
Critique:
Which line did you like the least?
Which line did you like the most?
Two-cents please?
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At first I thought the words in parenthesis would make up a sentence or something, but it didn't. Lol.
Why did I not read this before?? This is so amazingly written, and gosh, is it powerful. Your word choice is breathtaking. Mmmph.
Why did I not read this before?? This is so amazingly written, and gosh, is it powerful. Your word choice is breathtaking. Mmmph.