...Like Rose Coloured Glass: vesuvian

Wednesday, August 11, 2010

vesuvian

it was like liquid kisses;

liquid licks, liquid fire. lick your arms, lick your limbs

an undignified exit, a smoldering grave

we were burnt in that city in that molten wave.

7 comments:

Unknown said...: lovely picture x; August 11, 2010 at 8:32 PM
MY REPUBLIC OF FASHION said...: Love this!:)SarahD; August 11, 2010 at 9:37 PM
Sam Liu said...: Your poetry is sensual and deeply haunting, there underlies in your words a darkness and a purity.; August 11, 2010 at 11:25 PM
hadley said...: You are an amazing writer! This is a great blog, truly. Keep up the good work!; August 12, 2010 at 12:09 AM
Anonymous said...: So Hot!! (No pun intended); August 12, 2010 at 6:49 AM
Ella said...: your words are so magnificent :); August 13, 2010 at 9:10 AM
Crimsonite said...: I can only repeat the above comments; great poem.; September 8, 2010 at 11:13 PM

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