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Equalizer
When you're gone
I'm still smitten
Your music drips hypnotically into the
shimmering lattice of my mind
Some etheric invocation, noisy fission and nebular vision
drifting into night, a lullaby to void
In our dreamscape's proclamations,
teeming planar bodies become
nothing but echoes
in our fathomless love language
written in darkest black ink,
in voluptuous silence
so let at least
my words come closer
Wow! I don't think I have
Wow! I don't think I have sufficient words to describe the effect of this evocation upon the reader's experience. And your powerful phrases---in the fifth and sixth lines, and in the ninth and right on into the final line---summon a sense of something I cannot articulate, but it is very definitely present. I hope to see many more of these from you; we can never have quite enough.
Starward
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Thank you again~ :)
I have more on the way!
I had over 100 drafts that were in the "vault" as it were so I'm sure most of them will see the light of day at some point or another