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Edited by
Dreadaye
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Wed 10/29/14 05:26 AM
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Candlelight & an incense coated stick
burning to make a scent of jasmine waft about a room, it's walls papered-over with shadowy emotions. In the manner of a stream, the She shadow flows As liquified nature in motion. Contour-change her agency. Via somewhere Destined for elsewhere. Slippery as She passes. Akin to a constellation of Motes In flux the He shadow shifts-shape Eternally meandering along The verges of being Via elsewhere Destined for somewhere. Elusive as He passes Candles lit An incense coated stick. Bodiless emotions projected |
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This is cool..Watching an incense stick or cone burn is mesmerising..
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i enjoyed this, thankyou
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" In the manner of a stream,
the She shadow flows As liquified nature in motion. Contour-change her agency. Via somewhere Destined for elsewhere. Slippery as She passes. Akin to a constellation of Motes In flux the He shadow shifts-shape Eternally meandering along The verges of being " Nice one, Dread. Very heavy indeed. tommo / Ireland |
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Edited by
Dreadaye
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Tue 11/04/14 03:46 PM
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Thank you all for taking the time to read the piece
tommo / Ireland that remix takes us into accessing all areas. And so in turn i say, nice one. "Akin to a constellation of Motes in flux The He shadow shifts-shape eternally meandering along on the verge of being" |
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niiice imagery!! and i dare say, a little double-entendre play on words :)
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