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"All the Pretty Words"



All the pretty words
blooming like summer jonquils
fade from the velvet fresh green tongues
and rich fecund tussled beds 
of poets and minstrels
strumming hearts with 
fingers that waltz over keys
plucking tangos from dreams of
sensitive fates who thought 
all their doors locked
Shadow of ink smudged lips
syllables sucked on and devoured
from a broken feathered quill
the breath taken away
by the constant beat of 
consonants lusting for
long torturous kisses
organic is best for lovers 
who are lost and never 
coming back like leaves 
that have left the pages 
of Autumn now muting 
their true colours with Winter
gets undressed
All the pretty words 
imprinted on skin 
meant to be kissed

All the pretty words 
bloomed like summer jonquils

Perfume redolent still slumbers
he faints ecstatically 
into the hollow of her neck
He holds her in close 
and plays her like a sighing Cello
outside the rain throws inside shadows 
on secrets never shared
time transports moments
in which honest characters
playing charades legs wrapped
like moist climbing ivy
cling to each other 
through a storm of their own making 
they make their bed 
a landscape of wilful tempest
vanilla bland and clean
in this context
is never met
 
He whispers seductively,
“The seasons 
haven’t completed 
their final symphony yet,”

All the pretty words
blooming potent poppies
addictive unfurling 
on white winter sheets 
'becoming' 
silver sage
and slowly read

(LadyLabyrinth/2019)






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"How ravished one could be without ever being touched. Ravished by dead words become obscene and dead ideas become obsessions.”
D. H. Lawrence, Lady Chatterley's Lover 



“It's no good trying to get rid of your own aloneness. You've got to stick to it all your life. Only at times, at times, the gap will be filled in. At times! But you have to wait for the times. Accept your own aloneness and stick to it, all your life. And then accept the times when the gap is filled in, when they come. But they've got to come. You can't force them.”
D.H. Lawrence, Lady Chatterley's Lover 



“Perhaps only people who are capable of real togetherness have that look of being alone in the universe. The others have a certain stickiness, they stick to the mass.”
D. H. Lawrence, Lady Chatterley's Lover 






Sage:
https://dictionary.cambridge.org/dictionary/english/sage
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