E. Ray Poet Free verse

Intoxication With Past Life

Intoxication with past life – an ache
and something yet unknown
that weakens my once humble bones...

Now structures fold in aspirations.
Am I your dream? Awake or false?
Who's knitted warm and fearless skin,
without a freckle left within?
Without remembrance, without sores
so pale and transparent I lie...
Transform till one of us expires...
Till morning judges if we sinned,
collecting one last thread to spin.

It's something on your tongue that got
the incense rubbed beneath my ears
and conquered mind with lotus roots
made petal imprints on my nails,
it is the thought I've never thought,
and heavy lines of future smeared
from your mischievous ideas.

You are the mistress of the wind,
releasing me from stagnant earth,
but still there is a thread so thin...
The piece of bark to keep the scent.

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Poet Destroyer A February 29, 2016 at 4:47 PM Why would you say, I probably would not like this poem. Just the title alone is unique. It's hard to let go of an imprint you had your hands on... Love this, she sure did a lovely number on you... Awesome poem. Linda Poet Destroyer A March 1, 2016 at 12:29 AM Why can't you edit? Emilija.... Thanks for the invite.... sad to hear you ain't going to post for a while... Take care E. Ray March 1, 2016 at 12:24 AM Thank you for reading:) its a shame I left mistakes and can't edit?? eitherway I won't be posting for a while??