Guest guest Posted June 6, 2006 Report Share Posted June 6, 2006 --- pliantheart <pliantheart a écrit : > > > > > There is a world of silence between Lovers > > It is between heartbeats > > The excellence of what ripe fruit tastes like > > And how smooth the passage of > > Day into night > > There is a certain madness in the world of Lovers > > Who dissolve in the passion of flowers, > > Each bearing the scent of heaven and earth > > Combining intoxications, > > Lovers are alchemists and what they > > Create is like nothing before or will be > > Again. > > > yes, redolent with alchemy that... > > > it is not a poem that you read and " get " , > it is a poem that oozes all over you > like an unguent > > there is no logic to that poem > which delves where logic is rejected > > there is no order to that poem > it loves to float in grinning defiance > of any such hope > > and yet wonderous strange its coherence > its visceral cognizance > of what fits what > when > where > why > > as it all zips together > an unbroken > whole > > a sense > beyond " sense " > as it were > > > Bill no matter what storms are brewing, What hail is pelting, the space between lovers is forever sacred.and forever reflower. > > > > > > > > En finir avec le spam? Mail vous offre la meilleure protection possible contre les messages non sollicités http://mail..fr Mail Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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