May 15, 2011

red



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i was bits & pieces
of torn mental petals
diluted words
shineless stardust
but the color in my life
ignited when we kissed
tasting memories from our future
sweet as a coconut moon
those eyes of brown diamond
chiseling thru my wall'd heart
into a sea of red ash
cupping it with your hands
as if it was an ultimate treasure
to teach me how to love again

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5 comments:

  1. this is a fabulous write...love the description up front of being torn mental petals and the transformation...and teaching to love again is a high calling...smiles.

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  2. Great way of writing about a transform
    As you try to overcome the norm
    Teaching to love once more
    Enjoyed the read here at your shore

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  3. Beautiful poem =)

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  4. your words create vivid and powerful images,
    love the opening.
    well done.

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  5. Love your use of colour, juxtaposition..'..red ash' - wow! // Peter. @expatinCAT

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