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i wrote a song for you
and called it yellow.
stapled it to a blue dream
and planted it beneath the seams
of a turquoise horizon.
i expect it to germinate,
taint the wind with
rose petal'd scents of a
spring that would
bathe you and i till we crouched, shriveld
beneath the sun,
naked and ignored.

my love is the wings span
of a weather butterfly,
it commands the healing
powers of the cosmos,
feeding on the union
of instinct and blood,
mine is the souls's rod,
prodding the shallows of
your rhythm,
my goal is to rhyme
with the silences between
your heart's beat,
so we can beat,
unpaused to the gates
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All i know...

by ~phaze05, Jul 23, 2004, 11:43:37 AM
Literature / Prose / Fiction / Romance / General

All I know is love.

Yesterday began easy, normal, flat.
Yesterday was just another battered baseline,
tramps still trampled on; leaving nothingness on pleading pavements,
fathers still fostered thoughts of adolescent fun,
fairies still didn’t exist.
Winds still wept, flowers still died,
breath still born, often still-born…
And feathers still fell,
But today,
All I know is love.

3 o’clock struck too early or late for anything,
sunlight blocked by the mobile shadows of a mobile mystery
who apologized into life when I exclaimed.
It wasn’t her partly parched pink lips,
or her dying-dust-voice,
or dead converse all stars, it was…
short nails.        “real women have short nails.”

But she is girl and I am boy.
She called herself “Rose”.
  I have daydreams of her being a ‘Natalia’
and smelling just as sweet.
By no means should any color preceded by “baby” have any depth to it,
but in the folds of her shirt,
I heard a thousand Zephyrs, whistling through hollowed skulls and daisies…

“yes; I’ll be Rose” she says,

And I will be the floating fractals on the wings of fauna,
foreplaying between your petals,
feathering through bee stings and bee flutter to fasten
freely formed kisses to your forehead…

“and I will be phaze” I say’ too shy to speak poetry,
it is after all, only 3 O’clock, too early or late for that…

And the ghost of a smile danced across her face,
and all I knew was like.
One-word-sentences have power.
I learnt to cower beneath the avalanche of want when she said “water”.
Since then, we have shared the last nine hours amongst ourselves,
sipping on each other’s stories and dreams,
       We have kissed once.
She has laid footprints on my floor., I have stepped inside them.
Already, I have memorized the music her lungs play;
Here I stand a minute past midnight,
Dowsing my face in wet,
I know neither her nurture, nor her nature,

          All I know... is Love.

All i know...by ~phaze05

Literature / Prose / Fiction / Romance / General

Zia (aka Drive/Antartica/Natalia) took the photograph,
it inspired the prose thingy...

I'm out.

~MrJennyV1 Feb 2, 2011

That's so awsome!! 8D It was really moving and very poetic!!

~krysolet Nov 23, 2007

this is LOVE

great shot shades it fall feels so soft i'm glad all the women are not like this my wife would have to kill me

~phaze05 Nov 24, 2007 Professional General Artist

lol. that is funny,
"my wife would kill me'

~krysolet Nov 25, 2007

you know there is nothing like being married

~krysolet Nov 25, 2007

I mean happily married

~chichika123 Sep 18, 2007

you are so good. i really liked that and i never read poetry.
my mom is a poet too,shes wrtten like a million.

but yes your poem is easy to understand but still gives off emotion.

xx