A Confession:

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A Confession:

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i just wrote this.

A Confession:

I kissed the wind while you were gone-
or the wind, it found my tongue.
But the difference, it is not so great
As I enjoyed the soothing rub.

Didn’t you tell me that warmth was joy,
And that joy and love were one?
Well, I say that they are not the same-
cold currents contrive my love.

Tiles of marble caressed my legs
And their handling left me numb-
this following up the icy pains
that I welcomed with palms ungloved.

But then the shivers of life rushed in
And sent my mind to death and god...
Last edited by sandsleeper on 1/29/2004, 5:36 pm, edited 2 times in total.
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that's friggin' awesome.
"When looking up there, I just felt whole, like I belonged. Like one day I too would shine my most brilliant. Sitting there also made me think about sitting through services at my little country church back home. About that never-changing congregation of the same sixty-seven people and everyone has known you since before you were born. Now, out here in the real world, everything just seemed more vivid than when I used to sit in that little pew. That pew that was now so, so far away from where I was. I feared I had somehow left God behind there, too. I feared he was somehow just sitting there, saving my seat on the fifth pew from the front row, just waiting on me to come back. I left so quickly, I worried that he may not have noticed I was gone. And, now, I’m just too far away to find. So he’s just sitting there, patiently waiting on me to come back. I closed my eyes and prayed a moment. I hoped more than anything that he could still hear me." -an excerpt from my novella, A Sea of Fallen Leaves.

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thanks guys. :oops:
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Post by Mechanical Thought »

I love it. The third stanza is fantastic :drool:

Without you I'm as good as
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thx, again.

i'm still messing with the ending. i want it to be abrupt, but not too abrupt. hmm...
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