Poem -

sipping buttercups

Sipping the buttercups dewy and
earthy transform me my beauty's
rekill me rebirth me
Make love in the bones of my
scratchy remains, Exquisite
Exquisite, the orgasmic pain
Of it all

M ~
 

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Mark Olcott

I'm in with Bernie on this one. ..." make love in the bones of my scratchy remains"

did the words just appear in your mind as your rhythms played out or did you have to search for them?

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Marion

Hi Mark did you have a good holiday? 
I don't have to search for words as what I write comes kinda ready formed.. some emotion or feeling will surge through me and I'll just try to capture it...like a compulsion. Because of this I end up deleting loads also...because its crap lol. I don't take it too seriously just hope that whatever emotion is in me comes through. Sometimes I don't  even know what I'm writing about. Scratchy bones lol...nah...no idea where that came from lol...the most I can come up with is I've been bitten to death by gnats recently. Always lush to see you here. Thankyou  Hugs x

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