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I rarely title poems.
11 years ago
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I wrapped my name around your little neck,
so leave that worn skin beside the sea;
I’ll arrange the game pieces inside of me,
now form your words if you wish to object,
else live like rain upon the ocean waves,
haunt the spaces within matryoshka dolls.
At dawn, the soulless wail to morningfall,
our mouths make accursed words as we play.
(How to pronounce "matryoshka" https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_Jd07Cdtog4 )
so leave that worn skin beside the sea;
I’ll arrange the game pieces inside of me,
now form your words if you wish to object,
else live like rain upon the ocean waves,
haunt the spaces within matryoshka dolls.
At dawn, the soulless wail to morningfall,
our mouths make accursed words as we play.
(How to pronounce "matryoshka" https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_Jd07Cdtog4 )
amethustos
~amethustos
it speaks for itself without needing a title.
Huskyteer
~huskyteer
I absolutely love the first line.
Dwale
∞dwale
OP
I'm glad you enjoyed that much.
Huskyteer
~huskyteer
I enjoyed all of it! The start really stuck out, though.
Dwale
∞dwale
OP
Heh, I was just givin' ya a hard time. All feedback is precious to me, so I thank you for taking the time out to read and reply to my humble offerings.
Rainwhisker
~rainwhisker
A haunting, yet gripping poem.
Dwale
∞dwale
OP
My thanks, you flatter me.
