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A faded memory rushes back to me
Of beauty, devotion, and surrender
How had I forgotten something this sublime?
Was it Her wish that I did? Or was it disobedience that stole the thought
To taunt me late with might-have-beens and endless possibilities
That wander just beyond my grasp
Her lips a cool remembrance
Redemption...benediction....peace
How lucky I was to have shared in Her pleasure
How sad to be lost again without Her mind.
- chris
Of beauty, devotion, and surrender
How had I forgotten something this sublime?
Was it Her wish that I did? Or was it disobedience that stole the thought
To taunt me late with might-have-beens and endless possibilities
That wander just beyond my grasp
Her lips a cool remembrance
Redemption...benediction....peace
How lucky I was to have shared in Her pleasure
How sad to be lost again without Her mind.
- chris
Labels: Poetry
posted by Lady Julia @ 2:15 PM
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Very nice. i hope we read more of chris' poetry.
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