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Suspended in Spring’s
fervid flavour;
Sun scorching, penetrating
porcelain skin
like the heat
of your lingering gaze.
Phantasms of your presence
burn ever-deep;
Tupelo honey rays, a pale parallel.
I thirst for your silent spell,
a fingerprint on my soul.
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Comments
Yes yes yes yes yes.
Fucking gorgeous. Excellent alliteration and rhyme, especially in the last stanza. And doubly excellent because you've broken free from the normal diction and form that's chained your other recent pieces.
Only thing I see is that "phantasms" is too long. But hey. It's minor.
This is really fucking incredible.
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I was going to comment on this last night but decided against drunkenly rambling all over your deviation (so now I'll soberly ramble!). I agree with ~shadowassassin minus the "phantasm" comment; because I think "phantasm" works very well.
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The alliteration is "yummy" here
And the last lines are my favourite part!
I'm off to fave and mind the barbie
Valar.
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