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Velvet

 

Velvet pillows and candle light
cannot soften the edges
of good buys or steal
your eyes as they slice
through skin

Halfing a heart
for you to step over

as you exit one step
closer to oblivion
a peace

 

For me to breathe
softly upon the candle

that shadowed us

creeping into each other
fanning the flame

 

Splashing hot wax

to dry cold
hard on soft plush

velvet
no one else will ever

No,

how yielding
it once was.

Celticlion - on May 19 2008
Well, I figured if a poem titled, "Velvet" wasn't lush, than what would be? This is a gorgeous write. I absolutely adore your wordplay. It has a haltingly breath catching rhythm, as if those final kisses and last longings spoken through eyes that watched him walk away are replaying even as the candle (representing passing time) burns down. Just a terrific write...C
Emily Rose

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on Aug. 22 2007
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