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More in Rhiannon's Poetry plum redtwo renditions of one poem...i wonder how they compare.
Plum Red #1
Red with moist-earth pungency Breathe it in, vapors warm & swell Taste, swallow, breathe again Curls of smoke, grey twirl umber Patchouli, breathe it in Acrid hot incense, breathe it in Candle-snap, match-scent sharp Breathe it in, sienna light crackles Ember-heat flame mounting Breathe it in, fingertips graze Lips touch lips, apricot-redolent Exhale softly, breathe it in Burgundy plum-mouth on skin, salt-wet tang Cinnabar-shiver, savor, breathe it in Breathe deep purple Breathe Again Plum Red #2 Red with earth-moist pungency Breathe it in ~ vapors warm & swell Taste swallow ~ breathe again Lower the cup and meet my eyes Match-snap warm candlewax Breath it in ~ fingertips graze Sienna ember ~ mounting flame smile shy sly Smokey tendrils' ochre twirl Patchouli umber ~ breathe it in Sweet hot incense ~pull me in Breathe deep and chest touch breast Lips brush soft ~ apricot redolent Exhale slowly ~ breathe me in Plum-mouth on skin savor salt-wet tang Cinnabar-shiver ~ breathe it in Breathe deep purple Breathe... Again |
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