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some prose - Part Three

by ArTeMiS
© June 5, 1999

                                                                                                                                  11. i know you'll leave my mouth aflame
                                                                                                                                  and adrift on the taste of you
                                                                                                                                  i shant breathe
                                                                                                                                  for an eternal moment
                                                                                                                                  and pull your soul
                                                                                                                                  through mine

                                                                                                                                  12. don't even attempt to
                                                                                                                                  replace the emptiness
                                                                                                                                  you'll leave with a
                                                                                                                                  fractured smile

                                                                                                                                  13. with unbearable lightness
                                                                                                                                  you trace my pulse
                                                                                                                                  adrenaline rush
                                                                                                                                  your tenderness
                                                                                                                                  exploding
                                                                                                                                  upon my neck

                                                                                                                                  14. you found me
                                                                                                                                  clenched
                                                                                                                                  and groping
                                                                                                                                  within the palm of my hand
                                                                                                                                  and loved me

                                                                                                                                  15. what do you know!
                                                                                                                                  you told me
                                                                                                                                  i hadn't lost you
                                                                                                                                  that you'd simply been
                                                                                                                                  Miss laid

                                                                                                                                  16. mysteriously
                                                                                                                                  erotically
                                                                                                                                  the scent of your skin
                                                                                                                                  provoked a
                                                                                                                                  deliriously delicious
                                                                                                                                  craving sensation
                                                                                                                                  to nose-dive
                                                                                                                                  into your card
                                                                                                                                  and down into
                                                                                                                                  your scented
                                                                                                                                  darkness

                                                                                                                                  17. you have caught the sun
                                                                                                                                  and the rain
                                                                                                                                  and my eye
                                                                                                                                  or perhaps
                                                                                                                                  it is they
                                                                                                                                  that have caught you

                                                                                                                                  18. the moon
                                                                                                                                  crawls down your stomach
                                                                                                                                  as do i raising my eyelids
                                                                                                                                  as i reach your navel hot
                                                                                                                                  breath moist tongue
                                                                                                                                  pounding circle
                                                                                                                                  ardent desire -
                                                                                                                                  slowly your thighs
                                                                                                                                  close around my neck

                                                                                                                                  19. beach barefoot
                                                                                                                                  tousled hair
                                                                                                                                  sun burnt cheeks
                                                                                                                                  backwash memory too strong
                                                                                                                                  beach barefoot
                                                                                                                                  tousled hair
                                                                                                                                  tear-stained cheeks

                                                                                                                                  20. you appeared like a blazing star
                                                                                                                                  flickering
                                                                                                                                  fading
                                                                                                                                  fooling me.

                                                                                                                                  21. we watch the rain
                                                                                                                                  cavorting
                                                                                                                                  playfully pouring
                                                                                               
                                   secrets into coffee cups
                                                                                               
                                   and meddling
                                                                                               
                                   with the smiles on our faces
                                                                                               
                                   in a rainy sort of way

                                                                                               
                                   22. it's your final rope-trick
                                                                                               
                                   that knotted my life.

                                                                                               
                                   i think of how you took me
                                                                                               
                                   in your strong lying hands
                                                                                               
                                   lassoed me
                                                                                               
                                   with a hangman's noose
                                                                                               
                                   with murderous declarations
                                                                                               
                                   and pulled the knots so tightly
                                                                                               
                                   that i can't untie them now
                                                                                               
                                   - no -
                                                                                               
                                   nor can you.

                                                                                               
                                   and you sit there
                                                                                               
                                   smugly waiting
                                                                                               
                                   day after day after day
                                                                                               
                                   for the floor below me
                                                                                               
                                   to give way.

                                                                                               
                                   23. holding back my tears
                                                                                               
                                   i tell you
                                                                                               
                                   i'd travel around the world
                                                                                               
                                   to touch you
                                                                                               
                                   and undress your
                                                                                               
                                   smile with mine

~~~



TO DREAM

by skw

© September, 1995


I HAVE A DREAM THAT I WILL DO MY PART
TO ADD JOY AND MEANING TO CHILDREN'S LIVES,
I HAVE A DREAM THAT WORKING TOGETHER THE CHILDREN
AND I WILL TEACH EACH OTHER TO OWN TRUTHS AND OTHERS WILL LISTEN,
I HAVE A DREAM THAT THE WOMEN OF THIS EARTH WILL STAND IN
PROTECTION OF THIS
TRUTH AND THE CHILDREN WILL FEEL SAFE TO
BE...
~~~



DANCING

by
skw
© September, 1995



LIFE, REMEMBER MY DANCE
I HAVE NOT ALWAYS KNOWN YOUR STEPS
AND I CONTINUE TO GROW AND LEARN.
YOUR MUSIC FILLS ME WITH WONDER
MOMENTS OF AWE, MOMENTS OF MAGIC
I AM TOUCHED, I AM CHANGED
I AM DANCING, UNAFRAID.
LIFE, REMEMBER MY DANCE
AS I EXPERIENCE YOU
IN MOMENTS OF SILENCE
I SEE SO CLEARLY
FROM MY HEART, FROM MY SOUL,
I AM AWAKE, I AM ALIVE
I AM HUMBLED.
LIFE, REMEMBER MY DANCE
AS I WAIT WITH ANTICIPATION
THE SUNRISE MY PRELUDE,
THE SUNSET MY ENCORE
IN THE STILLNESS, IN THE MOVEMENT,
I AM LAUGHTER, I AM JOY,
I AM FREE, ONCE MORE.

~~~




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