Sunday, September 14, 2008
A Penchant ( cinquain)
Love Piercing union At times unrelenting At times too relenting Ven[us]
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A VOICE
In the quiet of the night a pause becomes an interlude a submission a requiem of sorts and yet a voice can be heard, only silently... no meditation exists the pounding within is implausible; an enigma unrequited. The impetus to be unfettered becomes locked within an inner voice and so soon... no...
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