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The tears traverse her eyes
like worn travelers,
wandering desert-men quenched
in their own sweat;
mountains wrinkle her blue,
weary skin, pushing up sky
to rapid raindrops
that parachute onto the folds.
Her mouth curls, smiling,
raping me with dirty deja vu
of entangled love,
and my mind gasps,
twisting this paradox
around its digits
like a troublesome hair.
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I love this line wandering desert-men quenched
in their own sweat;
I can't tell if I love or hate The tears traverse her eyes
like worn travelers,.... the use of "trav" so closely together... which is ironic... since you can't tell if you love or hate the subject of the poem...
The last stanza is fantastic... you personify and give me beautiful images all the while reminding me of the fact that the situation, although occasionally wonderful, remains irksome...
Yay for you.
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"What wasted unconditional love on somebody who doesn't believe in the stuff... Oh, well."
I'm a sucker for alliteration, so that alone gave me a mental orgasm. Mm hm.
The middle stanza has to be my favorite. It has that play on words that I find so delicious to read.
Nothing to say because there isn't anything wrong with it.
Peanut.
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This has got to be one of my favourite pieces from you, not just because of the imagery but because of the feelings and thoughts it provokes. This is very powerful and touching considering the fact that you haven't had a relationship in two years... and your age... gee... I envy you.
Seriously though, for someone who hasn't been in a relationship for quite some time, you sure have a lot of insight. What gives Phil? What gives?
Alright alright - I will stop now.
Great poem. Yet another fave from me.
PS: And you said you needed adopting?!!! You are doing very well on your own sweety!!!
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like worn travelers,
wandering desert-men quenched
this is a little repetitive.. worn travelers and wandering desert-men .. It just seems as though you're describing the same thing twice. Aside, maybe you could change that 2nd line to;
desert wanderers, quenched ?
Her mouth curls, smiling,
raping me with dirty deja vu
of entangled love,
I dont really like 'raping'. It seems to bold and out of place. Maybe you could be a little more subtle, with something like 'corrupting me', and take out 'smiling'.. it's quite obvious that if her mouth curls, then she is smiling. Also, 'mouth curls, corrupting' = alliteration. Weeeee!
Hope these suggestions are slightly more helpful than the non-helpful comments I left previously
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Her mouth curls, smiling,
raping me with dirty deja vu
of entangled love,
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