Liyo Denorte Poems

purple haze
of a sighing breeze
how could i forget
those clinging memories
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very still

still
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you lavish your hand nails with lacquer
it might be yellow, red or orchid black
supple your skin with mist
flaunt it, bare it.
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let me explore what's sitting there at the end of us:

an investigation of these sullen walls
which hangs tentatively
between space and time.
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was it me
or was just the idea of it
was it I? in love?
or was in love for the idea of it
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walking
running
flying
then at the perfect time,
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when you're smack dab in the middle of it,
you don't have a clue.
you may feel you've been referring to its roots:
entangled,
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wearing your shimmer
just right before your eyelids, velvet green, pantone 377
it's screaming for you to be seen
a go signal, attack! attack!
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like a shrink-wrap for a bosom
I'll coat myself to the bone
a cocoon, silk and light concoction
a marriage of prison and freedom
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