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Your LoveYour face floats in the DarkYour Love by ~Kay-March
a drifting... white petal
close to the Moon, loose
a flower... without a name
that kisses me with lips of flame
a sort of spell with soft warm skin
against me... a lost dream
Your eyes are an hazel colour Arc
that I wear around myself as the Saturn rings
they could be feathers on the Angels wings
passionate by the Winds
or my enchanted haven shell
where, in your love, I wish to dwell,
so, I leave my last gold into the glass well
*K
MARCH
*Y
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The LicornsThe green aquarium of your eyesThe Licorns by ~Kay-March
slides into the sea dissolving
with the nocturne rain, falling
mixing your pain and the shifting water
... mending it
As phantom creatures of the deep blue
they earn winged fins to fly
and find in the liquid sky
jewels dancing in the movement of tides,
bathing on the moonlight
The reef is a shining constellation
where you are, its most amazing star reflection
Don't cry, hidden, behind the dark red coral walls
come with me and see
riding the crystal waves and foam
the licorns speeding and singing
*K
MARCH
*Y
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All is Quiet... Again...The light flickers...All is Quiet... Again... by ~Kay-March
whitens and soon swallows
its own glow, disappearing in the shadows
so pale by now
a moth-breath... and nothing more
deflecting its slow beating wings
an effacement at the hands of winds
in a movement almost immaculate
somehow undetectable, unheeded... lost
I wake to listen this distant sound
the sea echoes in my ears
fades in the tide waves
of my bare fingers shielded
tight against each others, until they ache
Each one a porcelain shell,
each one a tear... a pearl...
a vowel, searching for a word,
one that makes sense
Dropped in the plain paper,
harsh-white and soft-blue
Chiselled in the center of the heart
blood-scu
The Twilight and The NightOh, TwilightThe Twilight and The Night by ~Kay-March
thy Darkened Bride is arrived
crowned with the Jewels of the Night.
Leave for her the lukewarm Light
of thy cloak of coloured rainbows
weaved after the tears of clouded skies.
Never was, the mirrored Moon, so bright
with fearless sails, unfurled
might love be as endless as her embrace.
*K
MARCH
*Y
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| An old Oak stands alone As time goes by Before.. a multitude of greens, descent the mountains No more... no more... |
A Season in SpaceIn summer red or winter whiteA Season in Space by `dreamsinstatic
your skin
resembles the scintillating gossamer
of the milky way
captured by the high definition shutter
of a Hubble panorama,
ethereal -- tangible,
yet drifting away from my orbit
like a rebel star,
dancing
through the vastness
of a universe I would traverse
if but for only a single, striking touch
of your warm celestiality...
Of course, I dream,
regardless of my waking state,
of autumn wind
perfumed by your sultry scent,
of spring blossoms
cupped between your palms
and burning bright
like the red and orange embers
deep beneath your breast,
seeded in your heart
and ever-blooming
through the tenderness of your fi
