#Seaside Musings on Pride

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ionic cosmos
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Saw them passing in the street
on songbird wings and gliding feet,
remembered shallow morning caves
in solemn moon beamed foaming waves.
Two lovers wrapped in warm embrace,
in bodices of coral lace
and broken cares and shattered cries of mourning.

And juries floated in on by
with caressing hands strung up on high
and though they teared and though they cried
their hearts were burned across the sky.

Deadlocked stares and evening wears
locked on their minds in neuronic tears,
and gazes froze in knowing fraught
fleeing in terror from frenzied flock.
They left that cave on long behind
their embrace burned inside the mind,
and gently tortured their hearts with mourning.

And never again on did they touch
in fear that they had seen too much
and in the closet they did hide,
until the stars would force collide.

sinful saddle
# ionic cosmos Saw them passing in the street on songbird wings and gliding feet, remembered sh...

Two lovers reunite in long embrace / statue-like and suspended / in the crowded square / we saw them there / unnoticed they were as two / now conspicuous, enrapted and wrapped together // we moved along we had our days to do / replaced by other we-s who saw them / end their embrace and hand and hand / leave the busy bustling square / curiously, we viewed the songbirds gliding along // we, the juries, noticed too / the two in bodices of coral lace / sisters, maybe, separated by education (maybe) together again / there was something in the teary eyes, scandal // love it seems is easy to judge / when we, the jury, have none / we offer injury to those in love / such is the ways of hidden envy // We note their progress toward an apartment / where we can only imagine / when the bodices and lace / are laid aside, the bodies of the lovers revealed / and with soap and water purified // We the puritan judges seeing nothing / imagining the open scandal / of these two non-sister lovers pressed together / while we have nothing resembling / that kind of kind affection //

void condor
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Great to see poems from you again

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I wrote a few poems since we last spoke, but there are two in particular I've been wanting to show you. They are pretty dark and gruesome, so I thought you would maybe enjoy them. May I show you?

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Although, one of them is very long...

ionic cosmos
void condor