So after much contemplation I finished draft 3 and am rather pleased with the results, so I thought I'd post here to let some people read for now, probably delete later though so turnitin stuff doesn't have a fit if I use this in my portfolio.
Snow Diamonds
Soft the supple skin of snow lies,
Paler still against the desert sands
That lay in wandering dunes upon his head.
The soulful depths of whitened chalk mines,
Collecting rain in mottled pools of sky blue
And storm grey; interrupted by his slow blink.
Brushed against mine with delicate
Care, his lips were swaths of velvet
Coated in the sticky sweet tang of caramel liquor.
A drifting wave upon the shore tumbles to a smile,
Rolling away in foam splinters of pure white
Glinting as shined marble tiles upon the floor.
Beneath my lingering hands his body's
Landscape was tranquil and empty;
An unchanging summer baked meadow interrupted
Only by the sheer stone crags about his shoulders.
His arms tumbled as shoelaces free in the breeze,
Quivering as his mind melted to my touch.
The toxic pull, the inevitable need
Inflamed within by the binding grip
Of his poison ivy fingers entwined with mine.
Yet wound between the vines his gentle touch
Releases that sharp thrill, that static shock;
Instinct and passion, engulfing pain and desire.
So close combined, two as one.
Salesman of his heart does knock
Upon the door of mine, with persistence grown anew.
The fresh bloomed, soft and white sapling birch
Gives away its tender form, to bend and shift
Against my force; tipping us in union bound.
Delicate whispers of his lips
As fresh linen against bare skin,
Calmed and soothed my entirety as we indulge
The primal secret deep within. He and I,
Reflecting each to be as one the same,
In this joy forever bound, free of sin.
Yet the sweeping gaze,
Lighthouse commanding,
Will seek and find every feather shifted
From its place. So falling away, as rusted iron
His form is loosed from mine with brutal force.
And when he said he had to leave,
His tears were diamonds in the snow.
Thursday, 4 March 2010
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Yuck.
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