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Take the softest silk, I said,
  and tear it into shreds. Take the smoothest porcelain
  and smash it to the ground.
That's my heart -
                        Don't start
, he said, pressing a finger against my lips
and giving me that same sweet smile that drew me in.
                        Don't start - he pulled his fingertip across my mouth
then kissed me with the same delicate gentleness which first stunned me.

His bind around my soul tightened with his words -
                                                                     Don't start, my love,
  don't complain. Be still, my beautiful angel, don't cry.

  My lashes met my cheeks to stay the lachrymose droplets, hot springs
  of heartbreak and frustration.

My lips half-parted to speak but his eyes met mine
  and I fell silent once more.
  It is not my place to question him
  it is not my place to ask.
  The razor-sharp wire around my heart
                                      is coiled tight.

Don't start, he says, pressing his lips to my forehead
  and like all good women, I am silent.
©2006-2009 =ghostlove
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a highly emotional poem!

i love the imagry that you create!

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:sing: Im untouchable, but im forcing you to feel me! :sing:
a highly emotional poem!

i love the imagry that you create!

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:sing: Im untouchable, but im forcing you to feel me! :sing:
you are truly talented

how was your holiday with Orion?

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**art requires an open mind**
My holiday in Norway? Or my Christmas holiday? While I was in Norway, Orion had a couple of weeks with his daddy, during which he had a fab time by the sound of things. Christmas was great; I've never seen him look so awestruck! :love:

How was yours? Did Alex have a good time? :hug:

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The Orion Chronicles | Flickr
I am very late to read this poem, and I'm cursing myself that I left it so long! This is wonderful!

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We'll cross that bridge when we come to it.
Mmm...am I allowed to try and draw this?

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What in me is dark, illumine;
what is low, support and raise up
-John Milton's Paradise Lost
To draw the situation or idea.

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What in me is dark, illumine;
what is low, support and raise up
-John Milton's Paradise Lost
Go for it. Do let me know when it's done, I'd love to see it! :D

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The Orion Chronicles | Flickr

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