Darling, my lips measure your spaces and wounds
with the thumb, I knit seismic waves on your back
Paradises stitching, lands coinciding inside
Like a wildflower, I bloom here.
Soils: A bark of memories, red and black.
I travel beneath the surfaces and measure
the cleaving knots, dome-shaped illusions.
Light strikes the stardust and I am a Mirror again
Foretelling your miseries
Holding the icicles of stories on my palms,
I have a newborn skin tonight,
with things to clean
with love as sweet medicine
with White curtains
Sun-kissed air, I am a falling bridge
Having a heart as your canvas.
Flickering. Motionless. oh, Darling.
™MVS
Beautiful sudective poem
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I am so grateful to receive your warm words.❤️
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This is so very beautiful ❤❤
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Thank you Sulaiman. I appreciate your kind read.
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that so roamntic and sensual thoughts
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This makes me happy. Thank you so much for your beautiful words.
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You have to pluck a hell lot of isolation to write like this…great…kudos. 👍👍
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But this was a romantic verse. Don’t put my morale down, now.
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I am sorry if I have put down your morale in any way, but I think to see something and to feel something with broader aspects you have to make some distance between them…and your words are so full of love, that’s why I thought that. However it’s completely my point of view. ☺️
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Each time I write, I feel detached to something unknown. Maybe that’s what provoking me to bleed. Your words are true, I guess.
Thank you bro!:)
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Pleasure is all mine. ☺️😁
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Incredibly brilliant. Your imagery came to life as I read it. Well done! ☺️💜
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It has been really long since I heard from you and it is truly a thrilling feeling to have your words.
Thanks friend.
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Then I have been remiss for that. I apologize! No excuses, but I’ve been a bit busier and haven’t taken the time I need to remind other people of their lovely work. All the best! 😄
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I do understand that. Dropping sweet comments do make people happy and so thank you.
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You are a great artist^^
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Awwww❤️
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Mind-blowing piece!
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Thank you orange!
You know I love you.❤️
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Always 💙
I’m sure you know how much I love my valiant soul! 😉🙃 💙💚🖤
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❤️❤️❤️
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Icicles of stories. Mind blowing. Good write.
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Appreciate your words, Andrew.
Have a great day ahead.
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Thanks. You too.
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Niceee!
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Thank you sweetie.
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Beautiful!!! Love ‘my heart as your canvas’ line!
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Thank you Angie.❤️
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My pleasure!
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Stellar love write! ❤️
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Thank you N!
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Lips measure your spaces and wounds,and knit seismic waves on back…brilliant….this is Soo deep..loved it…and them my most favorite and the killing expression of the poem is “I have a newborn skin tonight,
with things to clean
with love as sweet medicine
with White curtains”wowwwwed..this is how female feels when she is deeply In love …..by the way I learnt new word icicles
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Hey!
Your words always make me smile and jolly. Thank you for such a deep connection to my poetry as I really honour your words.
Thank you so much.
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I knit seismic waves on your back, amazing!
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I missed you!
And now I miss you more.❤️
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Beautiful ritual.
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And beautiful you.😊
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You too , honey 😊
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Just so perfect! Well done!
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Glad you liked it Bill.
Means a lot!
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Brilliant verse! Absolutely love it! ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤
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Thanks, much love!
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Welcome. 🙂 🙂 🙂 🙂 🙂 ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤
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How tremendous this is!! The sensuality steams through the screen; yet so human with imperfections and frailties bleeding.
Congratulations word conqueror; I surrender on my knees ❤ ❤
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Oh sweet Diana! Don’t humble me this much that I am unable to digest the sweetness.
And get up my darling.❤️
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Must I? I like to admire sparkling phenomena from this angle ❤️
Enjoy the feedback, o poet divine!
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This is different, romantic, sensuous, revealing:
Holding the icicles of stories on my palm..
What a lovely piece to set the weekend mood..makes me miss my canvas 😍
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I am touched reading this ESP!
Your words deliver the delicate fondness for my this work. I am humbled.🙏
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Your writing deserves more than what I would be able to say in my comments..have a nice time!
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And that itself is such a big thing to say. I always value your words.
They calm me down!
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🙂😇
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Holding the icicles of stories on my palms – incredible line! Just beautiful poetry as always 🙂 Cannot find words to comment differently.
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Thank you P!
Your words are the sweetest.😊
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Always my pleasure dear friend 🙂
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A wildflower of a poem.
Extracts of sweet medicine.
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Thank you David.
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What I loved it that you titled this seduction ‘the Ritual’.
If I look deep there is something very comforting yet something dark lurks in the corners of the title. All is in the perception. But well written my darling!
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Dark ah! I have some pious connection with this dark genre now. Sigh!❤️
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Fantastic.
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Amazing work 👍🏻
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Wow! Thought I don’t like to read erotic poem but this is nind blowing . Loved the lines esp I am newborn tonight .Profound nd brilliant composition 👌
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You know love, that flatters me.
Thank you lovely lady!
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My pleasure reading your brilliant post 😊
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❤️
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This is beautiful beyond words Devika.How love moves you from within, soaks up your miseries and pain and make you emerge like a newborn.
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You are simply humbling me. Seriously Megha, I am so thankful!
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