COLOUR ON CURT CORNERS, PART 8; HUES OF WHO WE ARE

  Blue boy harbouring at hints from other hues; breathless to be breezy, tu sais? A longing to lay with lavender, on a lawn of iris and amethyst, to be lyrical with lilac in its supple shade, to whisper over walls like blankets over bodies, like worry over waves, ready to be ruby in red, […]

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REFLECTIONS ON OUR SHIPS

Drifting a ship at sail weighted to the wind’s whim captive to the currents that may come servant to the sway of the storms fated to the fickle folly that lies in wait down deep down deep in the depths below the ebb and flow beneath the ripples and reflections beneath the ripples and reflections […]

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CHEZ MOI

  I release you From the obsession, From the overly long Ogles of observation, Trepidation And a grass, Seemingly green, Long since remembered. You are no longer That deep desire In the distant darkness, Distracting me, Daring me To deploy, To defect, To retour. That significant Substance Shimmering In the shadows, Swaying slowly, Seducing me, […]

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