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everybody is talking but nobody is saying anything

One swollen calamity 

Crawls from between 

The bloody legs of another 

 

While the rain/the fire 

Flicks, a buzz roll on the pane 

 

I can taste the honey in your sighs 

You are a needle in my arm 

 

Your tongue traces galaxies around my navel 

Flattening my hairs like pine trees in a storm

◄ for love

i am lost and you are lost so maybe we are not lost ►

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Tommy Carroll

Sat 18th Feb 2017 15:26

Keep that stuff coming Stu. Tommy

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Paul Waring

Thu 16th Feb 2017 17:51

Stu, I really admire how you consistently conjure up such exotic fayre to share with us. There are so many powerful, sensual images and so much passion in these crafted words.
Like Raj, I also think the line 'your tongue traces galaxies around my navel' is brilliant but 'I can taste the honey in your sighs' is so very, very evocative.

Great stuff Stu, thanks.

Paul

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Raj Ferds

Thu 16th Feb 2017 12:24

Your tongue traces galaxies around my navel. Brilliant.
Love the title too Stuart.

Raj

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