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The Sensual Hereafter


"The Sensual Hereafter"

we rise 
like flotsam 
and jetsam

our colours 
always
sting 

our time 
lost in the 
sun setting

every now 
and again
we find love

it’s a returning
to departure 
that requires 

the long kiss goodnight
that deserves a 
close remembering

when the 
message 
is found in the 

sensual 
hereafter

we deliver

(LadyLabyrinth / 2023)

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Andrew John

March 1, 2023 at 1:40 AM

I like the image of time as it goes down with the sun. Makes me shudder. Thanks, LL.

Lady Labyrinth

March 1, 2023 at 2:17 AM

Thank you. Does time go down with the Sun? Time never stops, and where we go, when eyes close, no one really knows. I think we go where we dream we want to go. We think time is lost with the setting sun, but there are other times we visit, when we are totally off page and off call. The place we go when we dream. Circadian time. I think when the curtain calls, we go where we dream we want to go. There may be some terrible 'review', but we've been told about that Agape thing, and all. Surely, a glowing reprieve...for everyone, no matter the history?