

Ce verreDeux, opposés.Ce verre
Séparés, par verre.
Une main sur le carreau natteint pas.
Je te trace, je te peins, ton image,
Tes réflexions.
Bien quon ne puisse pas se toucher,
On peut toucher la lumière -
La lumière reflétée par ce verre qui nous sépare.


To the duck-pondGentle and quiet, we walk. The shallow ripples lap at the edges But there is a space between us on this ageing wooden bench. Your presence allays my mind But to speak To the duck-pond
These words I cannot speak. Although you know, you cannot know. To speak is for images to swirl like eddies in the water. I am ashamed. This was not the person I wanted you to know But still you sit here. We can talk with our eyes, Your words and my tears. And I am grateful. Please hold me.
Polly - long.

Cloud dancersWe are cloud-dancers, writhing and pulsing toCloud dancers
Unheard tribal beats,
Intertwined, pushing hard against the ground and each other: Pushing to leap out, to fly
Into the wild, glorious expanse, our minds dulled and sharpened. Then to drop again into the downy white, Dripping with star-sweat and blinded by the dance: Pupils wide. Grinning hard, breathing harder, Burrowing deep into the cloud to rest, souls weary from the exchange
Let me dance like this always.


Mountains and the seaNo matter how much water you carry,Mountains and the sea
Or how much of the land you bring;
You will never bring green to these mountains
Or fill the abyss of the sea.
And yet, though so very different,
Seperate or opposed though they be;
The height and the depth, the dust and the drench,
Are now gardens, growing in me.
Devious Comments
you have a fruit sticker fetish, i have an underwear fetish - fair's fair!
So thanks!
Ty
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This building's tall, I'm sure we'll end up dead
But I STILL LOVE HER
Say goodbye... we're falling fast.
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