Myth
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Questions. Just questions.

Myth

by Steve Marsden

She's the silken-skinned maiden, A maudlin mirage enclosing your motion in her bosom, Unfathomable faith flows through to you from her gentle fingers like feathers from a dove's wing,

Listen to the sounds,

Have you found what you fell to the ground for?

Or purely its nearest cousin?

(C) 2017

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7 months agoReply
Thanks, Bernard! :)

bernardtwindwilGold CommaGranddad & story teller, tomthepo8.com
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I love you abstraction to esoteric objects. They are beautiful. Great poem!!!!!