Poetess

Between the valleys of abstraction
She is lying down with her own desires
In the height of the disdain she delights herself

She is touching the fruit of passion
And turning your nectar
Into the most unshamed words

To dominate her lasciviousness
To feel her veins bubbling
To emancipate her existence

Thus, she materializes her independence
Thus, she turns pleasent all the plagues
Thus, she judges herself ALIVE! ! !

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Fay Slimm 16 September 2008

Well done and full of vivid imagery Fabio. Keep writing. from Fay.

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