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Old 04-29-2014, 08:30 AM   #12
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Originally Posted by oats View Post
Solaris nestles in darkness but refuses to settle in -
see its movements reflected offa the moon as a testament
a cocoon of its resonance, hues of lunar embezzlement
ignored for the reward to follow you to your residence
we've grown used to this regiment, it's imbued in the elements
look no further than the shadows in your room as the evidence
the crawling geometry - oh so beautiful, reticent
a checkered cage of silhouettes confusing our essences
muting the messages, but your body language spoke to me
delicate whispers of your curvaceous coquetry
like the motion of your shoulders as they rolled to a broken C
disrobed in the cold; I felt the throws of the moment freeze
everything is relative - we are not floating free
the gravity of the moment collapsed as I pulled you close to me
cogent heaves, hold and squeeze, space folds up with no coast between
passion, if only brief; time dances to the dying gasps of its potency
Fantastic images here.
This whole section was pretty much flawless but favourites in bold.

we've grown used to this regiment, it's imbued in the elements
look no further than the shadows in your room as the evidence
the crawling geometry - oh so beautiful, reticent
a checkered cage of silhouettes confusing our essences
muting the messages, but your body language spoke to me
delicate whispers of your curvaceous coquetry
like the motion of your shoulders as they rolled to a broken C
disrobed in the cold; I felt the throws of the moment freeze
everything is relative - we are not floating free
the gravity of the moment collapsed as I pulled you close to me
cogent heaves, hold and squeeze, space folds up with no coast between
passion, if only brief; time dances to the dying gasps of its potency
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