Duality

Stopped running.

Friday, January 05, 2007

Is an a am



I met a muse.
She wasn't mine.

I saw her masks.
I touched a star.
I saw her nude.
Came near from far.

Aliens two,
We didn't strife.
Single view
About life.

To take it fast
Was no sin.
Similar views,
Different skin.

Baggage held me
Down too fest.
Couldn't keep up
With her zest.

She is unique.
None like her.
Very good
For each other.
I don’t want
To lose her.

I met a muse.
Now she's mine.

7 Messages:

Blogger nothing said...

Nice. Raw, but nice. But, "Down to fest"?
Unconnected, but brought these lines to mind, perhaps because of the counterpoint to them that this one presents:

"Yes, Atthis, you may be sure

Even in Sardis
Anactoria will think often of us

of the life we shared here, when you seemed
the Goddess incarnate
to her and your singing pleased her best"

4:10 pm  
Blogger Woman?? said...

Dancer:

"
held me down too fest
"


fest = rigid

5:33 am  
Blogger therapy said...

If this is for someone, he/ she is very lucky.

its very raw, very beautiful.

honest too, i'd imagine?

5:37 am  
Blogger therapy said...

If this is for someone, he/ she is very lucky.

its very raw, very beautiful.

honest too, i'd imagine?

5:38 am  
Blogger Woman?? said...

Therapy:

It is a tribute.
It is honest.
I'm the lucky one.

9:15 am  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Congrats then! And for putting it across beautifully as well!

5:25 pm  
Blogger nothing said...

My bad, as I believe the expression goes. Not a word I'm acquainted with.

2:31 pm  

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