Inaugural


Blueberries rolling tongues like a snake charmer
Oranges and lips and pulp and juice 
Lust for life keeps us alive 
Beasts magnifying into books with no covers 
Magic mushrooms alluring your intellect 
Tantalising grips and the roses blossom; 
thorns shedding like autumn 
Volcanos in icelands erupting to shift cosmos 
Snow icy showering nailed to foggy glass walls 
Plums are bouncy onto pillows 
Silver slivers curled in your sheets 
Coffee and whites and beans spilling 
Little by little, woman 
Call me your muse 
While I paint you adorning your skin 
Stallin' fallin' 
fellin' soarin' 
Chemically bond, break em chromes 
Proximity shifting feelings 

The untameable invincible indomitable tamed vincible domitable Saggitarius. ☂️

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  1. Unknown3 November 2017 at 03:50

    An unparallel orchestra of unrelated word,the dynamic use of vocabulary and poetic devices,the rhyme scheme which allures you to guess it's validity plus the masterful application of vividly twisted imagery does almost turn this piece into a symphony, the last line deftly serving as the crescendo.

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    1. Mansi11 November 2017 at 00:06

      That analysis into a piece by no one has gotten it more value than it deserves. Obliged sir.

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