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little stirrings VII: stained by `jade-pandora:iconjade-pandora:



"stained"


bathed in the
stained glass reflection
of rain,
my mouth
against his belt buckle-

for them
it is my damnation,
for me it is
the enlightenment
of him-

his fingers
emerge from my hair
to place
the Eucharist
upon my tongue
©2009 `jade-pandora
:iconjade-pandora:

Author's Comments

This piece actually involves linked tanka (rensaku, tanka play - a short form of Japanese poetry that I've always enjoyed from the very start)

:bulletblue: From a series of ...little stirrings.

"little stirrings I: cycle" [link]
"little stirrings II: ritual" [link]
"little stirrings III: ether" [link]
"little stirrings IV: tides" [link]
"little stirrings V: geisha" [link]
"little stirrings VI: dyslexic" [link]
"little stirrings VII: stained" [link]
"little stirrings VIII: species" [link]
"little stirrings IX: heart" [link]

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:iconjeffreymcc:
May I include this poem if I ever get my book together jade? This is such exquisite erotica.
:iconjade-pandora:
Why thank you, and yes, Jeffrey, I'd be honored. I wish you all the success when it finally happens... you'll let me know of course. :rose:

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:iconjeffreymcc:
you're up early this morning. Have you been well dear?
:iconretrozombie:
     *breathless*       :heart:

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玉: 我的天使 ♥
Always look on the bright side... there's more light there and it's easier to find stuff.
:iconlosingmyfaith:
great job, i liked it (:

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" ...he's more myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same, and Linton's is as different as a moonbeam from lightning, or frost from fire."
:iconmoondrunk:
...woah,
gotta take a ice bath

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"My little old man and I fell out;
I'll tell you what 'twas all about,--
I had money and he had none,
And that's the way the noise begun."
:iconjade-pandora:
anything I can do to help?

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:iconmoondrunk:
burn all the lies in the world, Ha!

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"My little old man and I fell out;
I'll tell you what 'twas all about,--
I had money and he had none,
And that's the way the noise begun."
:iconjade-pandora:
I could actually write a poem from what you said.

How was the ice bath? :hug:

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