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Cold Blue Lips
The sky is black as liquid ink with not a star, Hushed and silent is the forest this dark night; I walk a snow covered path seeking him, The tangled intertwined branches creaking. Groaning under heavy precious crystal icicles, That dangle suspended like brilliant chandeliers; The harsh, wild wind takes my long raven hair, And my purple gown presses against me. Every night I walk this cold, lonely forest path, I come willingly and without any fear for my soul; Even though I know that he is the undead, His voice, his scent, his beauty devastating. I have no strength to fight the love that I feel, In a distant clearing he stands waiting for me; His dark flowing hair blows wildly in the winter wind, His skin so pale it mingles with the falling snow. I am somehow floating, drifting into his sweet embrace, And his dead, cold blue lips are at last on mine; In a frozen kiss and I am lost in total utter rapture, The wind is swirling and twisting and turning. And I find myself in bed . . . ________________________ May 22, 2014 Poetry/Narrative/Cold Blue Lips Copyright Protected, ID 05-568-308-22 All Rights Reserved, 2014, Constance La France Submitted to Standard Contest 258, sponsor, Brian Strand, Judged 05/2014 First Place ______________________________ Submitted to the Premier contest, Best Poems, sponsor, Shadow Hamilton, Second Place ________________________________ Submitted to Best Love Poems, sponsor, Poet Destroyer, Second Place
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