Plisterion barbicels

Feathers  of thought floating down to the gravity of reality 

finite ends drawn out so delicately, slowly and wholly.

something so light, weighted so heavily

beauty wrapped in barbs of wire and ire

pained senses and armed defenses 

You were so innocent then

Before the burning fire of desire 

when life came at a pace,

bursting with color in all directions!

when every which way led to adventure;

a life dancing among the clouds.

touching the sky,

tipping the stars,

huddled safely in the moon's sling 

before the crack of truth rang out the liar you still admire . 


wrap your thorns warm,

and tightly packed 

The time has long passed for love to fade away

fall, drift, settle into oblivion

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"...huddled safely in the moon's sling..." nice. Where the heck are the star poet? Time for a quick trip around the universe. Enjoyed knowing that incompleteness is a state of mind. ~Lady A ~



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Yes, a great image this

Yes, a great image this needed work so I revised it ;) hugss 

Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS    

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