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[title] => Tonight, the sky cannot touch me
[time] => 2005-06-05 00:53:58
[hometext] => it's playful ^_^
[bodytext] => There are twenty-six letters in the English alphabet. None of them can complete you. I can write: Tonight, the sky cannot touch me, or, You are the sands that steal the sea; and still you linger, still you sit at the edge of my tongue, at the tips of my fingers; and still I cannot touch you, still I cannot call forward such strength, such grace as to place on this page the power, the dignity that you uphold. A flower paper flower crumpled thin the dust and stars The night over blue sky creased and written here A fire burning brightly burning bright the light that falls behind you An open verse my poetry your soft increasing kiss the sanity fantasy burning in my brain you are the scent of the sea you are beautifully broken by the sunlight cast over the sea the stars sell your name over the night sky my fingers cannot capture you create you call forward you the stretching firs across the dying day the empty swamp that seeps into my sleep You are the darkness drowning by the bay the soft incoming tide the breathlessness of my breath breathing in the summer day. I continue because I cannot complete you you are the ceaseless sentence the endlessness my fingers wild crashing wild into waves and words that couple nothing in their wake You are the depths of my depth the deepest dream I've ever dreamed the doomed incredible sky crossing my chest with wounds and kisses. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 192 [topic] => 48 [informant] => iodinelove [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => EmotionalPoetry )
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