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Array ( [sid] => 149607 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => As you sleep. [time] => 2009-05-03 10:04:47 [hometext] => It takes great trust for someone to fall asleep while the other is still awake. Such vulnerability is quite tempting to destroy when it's a monster that holds you. [bodytext] =>

Frail as smoke

I transcend above your heavy form,
casting my Eden sands upon your brow;

I hear you breathing, a moth’s gentle death,
tender against my heart of agonies, and

you are tragic in this mortal light,
a divine sort of decaying that makes up the better half of me.

Engorged, I sink like the ship you often dream of,
flooded with your oceans, your vast impurities,
sick with longing as I plummet into the endless songs you
kept hidden beneath your withered breast.

With a calm severity, I wrap myself in the many folds of your dreaming skull,

This is how I want to die.

I fill myself with your acrid dust, decorate my beggar bones with starlit webs
in hopes of trapping you –

Would you survive my scrutiny? Would I cradle your frantic prayers as I make you wingless?

Wake unto requiems sobbed with your voice,
you are made of tears shed by dying gods –

resolved in your annihilation,
you shudder between my hands like a broken offering,
whimpering your surrender, accepting your fragilty;

{ a heart of laments }

I compress it softly,
whisper thorns into its battered lungs til it
bursts with my madness,
the madness you kindle with your delicate distortions,
your guileless masks.

I would howl in this natural suffering,
shake you with my furious obsessions, the chaos that reflects secretly in your
eyes of midnight rain.

I would carve sonnets into horizons,
find nourishment in the blood of your name,

I would liberate you with my tender cruelty,
my murderous passion –

Sweet victim, I would love you as the fragile child.

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As you sleep.

Contributed by FleurdeSang on Sunday, 3rd May 2009 @ 10:04:47 AM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry

Frail as smoke

I transcend above your heavy form,
casting my Eden sands upon your brow;

I hear you breathing, a moth’s gentle death,
tender against my heart of agonies, and

you are tragic in this mortal light,
a divine sort of decaying that makes up the better half of me.

Engorged, I sink like the ship you often dream of,
flooded with your oceans, your vast impurities,
sick with longing as I plummet into the endless songs you
kept hidden beneath your withered breast.

With a calm severity, I wrap myself in the many folds of your dreaming skull,

This is how I want to die.

I fill myself with your acrid dust, decorate my beggar bones with starlit webs
in hopes of trapping you –

Would you survive my scrutiny? Would I cradle your frantic prayers as I make you wingless?

Wake unto requiems sobbed with your voice,
you are made of tears shed by dying gods –

resolved in your annihilation,
you shudder between my hands like a broken offering,
whimpering your surrender, accepting your fragilty;

{ a heart of laments }

I compress it softly,
whisper thorns into its battered lungs til it
bursts with my madness,
the madness you kindle with your delicate distortions,
your guileless masks.

I would howl in this natural suffering,
shake you with my furious obsessions, the chaos that reflects secretly in your
eyes of midnight rain.

I would carve sonnets into horizons,
find nourishment in the blood of your name,

I would liberate you with my tender cruelty,
my murderous passion –

Sweet victim, I would love you as the fragile child.

Copyright Â© FleurdeSang ... [ 2009-05-03 10:04:47]
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Re: As you sleep. (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Sunday, 3rd May 2009 @ 05:14:07 PM AEST
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oh my goodness. this is your best write. it pulled me in with beautiful ease until i was totally absorbed into every word and living every image. my favourite bit was this bit:

With a calm severity, I wrap myself in the many folds of your dreaming skull,

This is how I want to die.

sensational poetry, 5/5.

-Phil

Re: As you sleep. (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Monday, 8th June 2009 @ 08:06:03 PM AEST
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Or a very very tired/exhausted individual because this is quite scary and I know that I myself would have to be very tired to fall asleep around the person in this one that would make me their victim. You have a hell of a way with words. To me, to pick out one single favorite line would be an impossible task..yet, I'd bet you could definitely "carve sonnets into horizons". I look forward to that one.

Take care,

Tim

Re: As you sleep. (User Rating: 1 )
by JamesStockdale on Saturday, 22nd August 2020 @ 08:19:34 PM AEST
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Uh.... Basically wow!!!!

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