your fingers sweep saline dust
on my collarbones of dirt & dead hopes,
with figaments of knots, sordid closure.
ancient bells marking my face as salinity,
A staircase is kneaded inside my soft nerves,
my soft calves, my soft body..
the memory stinks & stuck
of you, of your black socks i slept in
your scent like vanilla sky,
enamored & ventilated, once
it’s a morbid tale of two now
Ships of lost city
with concrete desoltution
rubbing the corners of my thigh,
my plump breast, my void eyes.
it’s a tale people talk about now.
it’s a rotten sky now.
©MVS
Powerful imagry!
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I adore your writings already, and this coming from you satisfies me.
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I love your writing talented poetess 💓
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❤️❤️
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Powerful was exactly the word I thought of as well. Beautifully tragically written.
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All of your wonderful words are more than welcome.
Thank you.
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Awesome
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Hey girl, thank you for your kind response!
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You are welcome !
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OMG – how do you do it – poignant yet beautiful, detached still attached – love yet so indiffernt – bravo
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Detached still attached- this is a proper description.
Thank you Shantanu.
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You are so welcome
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🙏
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“Your scent like vanilla sky” is a gorgeous line! I especially enjoyed the contraction by the end of the next stanza. 💜
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Glad, you liked it.
Thank you so much.🌸
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Classy, the high standard is evident
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Means a lot, thank you.
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You are always welcome MVS
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Your words are felt deeply in ways not known, beautiful!
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And so is your pure love❤️
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Heartful smile 🙂
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I cannot express how much I love this ❤
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Thank you sweet lady.
Much love.
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I adore all of these images. I’m particularly keen on your ‘soft nerves’, ‘soft calves’, ‘soft body’. Repetition can get mundane, but yours was so unexpected and tender that I’m in awe. x
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Hey, thank you lovely girl.
I so appreciate your words!
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You write such moving words. Edgy.
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Appreciate your kindness🌸
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You are Welcome 🌸
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The yearning of the lost love and pain beautifully expressed.
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❤️❤️
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How it all turns to just a tale, love it! ❤ Although there's this part I didn't understand much. What's it with the saline dust and the face being marked with salinity? I didn't get the reference actually!
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