Ordinary Life... Less Ordinary

Not normally one for Vampires but the following was written in response to tonight’s Poetics at dVerse Poets Pub

Finger tip by finger tip
you tease me
through every note
of a lingering legato
In rise and fall, you
like distant thunder
in an opiate sky
Sharp intake
Breath held in the black
and I descend in cinnabar
like the waterfall
you want me to become
I’m undone
spilt milk
Your hunger satiated
For tonight

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About julienmatei
I feel an inner urge to express what I see, to communicate and share with others all these impressions. Often the things I see are there, not yet manifest, but waiting... to be observed, talked about, and embraced. These new insights need another approach, a more vivid curiosity... Due to fear and prejudice we prefer to see only "the official" truth - but THE OFFICIAL TRUTH IS DEAD - being dead, it has nothing to give... We can continue pretending Death is fascinating or... we can take the trouble to LIVE... THE NEW has no definition yet... Again, IT requires another "perception", the courage to apprehend everything differently, from a totally new angle, with new confidence and inquisitive touch. This blog is not about interesting concepts, it is about participation... finding new solutions, inspiration, togetherness.

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