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[aid] => mick
[title] => crimson.
[time] => 2010-03-04 12:51:50
[hometext] => Inspired by Pablo Neruda. 'I love you as the plant that never blooms but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers.'
[bodytext] =>
my nights swell with Beethoven and your soft scent,
a quiet maelstrom
corroding filaments of dreams
abandoned for rebirth
in crimson moonlight.
the dawn cannot sing you.
you of the strange darkness that
remains rooted beneath
my bones,
breathing softly -
you of the dead gods that
rise in ruins,
the king of silence,
of winters forgotten,
i lay resplendent in this non-living
wrapped in your shadows arms,
bathing on the melting shores
of your eyes
like a worshiper in sacred waters.
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[informant] => FleurdeSang
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[ihome] => 0
[alanguage] => english
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[score] => 5
[ratings] => 1
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[topicname] => LovePoetry
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