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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required "POMPEII" Her name was Pompeii and I her mother, loving her beyond measure, took great angst, my heart bursting from the betrayal - she, taking several lovers basking in the underworld where men are fickle leaving unfinished poems on walls shaking like loins buried deep and dry in denial of her sacrificial innocence, welcoming rape, walking fire tight, lost and moaning, there the seductions are granted in a last ceremony where they lay entombed joined burning at the hips silent as ash glistening powdery on parched lips I left my feelings, volcanic and unforgettable; a romantic gesture, I graffitied my message, intimately on every door and wall of their crumbling hallways, passages filling up with the feelings I felt, they are all caressed by me, faces upturned, beseeching idealised, amorous, extreme they are frozen touching each others canvas, their windows open now to those that are closed; the words missing sentences to be completed somewhere in the minds of others with sockets black coals now glowing in another future, they still hear me shake with rage, my bones like hell fire still crack to this day, on another field, on another plane, I am the soul of a lost world calling, they will remember me of me they will be afraid, Corpus Inscriptionum Latinarum their tongues will touch and speak of what I have done rediscovering my pure love for her unravelling, they will seek the missing words like a puzzle found in a dream the story is delivered on a wall, somewhere I have etched in Vulgar Latin (LadyLabyrinth / 2020) gvlm
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