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February 6, 2013


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:bulletblack:                          when the snow set in by alfred-georg                          :bulletblack:

. SnowFog .

. it cycles and begins again   there are differences   each time we had been together .
. the memory of    where    and when    is disturbingly unclear    occasioning unease .
. there had been warm and subtle moving light in yellows reds orange   warm heat .
. we had been close together   the scent of her still   present liquid   upon my     lips .

. it is the beginning   that memory of heat   it begins again    I am naked  unadorned .
. no gold hooped lobule and helix   nipples   erect   pointed in clench   still  ringless  .
. there are no muted by bright white   this current place   swarmed blue butterflies .
. this place is a glow of white grey blues   black   this place has no warmth   no heat .
. colors here are supposition   a hoped for longing    longing   now is this place I hold .

. it continues   a repeat   with difference   each occasion   thousands now   cold home .
. I seek   my source of wonder   she is out there   somewhere around   buried shape .
. lost loving girl .

. it is day or night   indiscernible  she will not last  I hurry on   voiceless  hard winds .
. shrieks torn heart break   throat raw silenced   footsteps slow   blood flag passage .
. no hope in this repeating blur landscape   feel myself lifeless as well   in separation .
. sprays of black   my valued shade of crimson life cast mute in abandon kick snows .

. it cycles in this manner with each repetition   she left   she left behind   what longs .
. it repeats with differences in the shape of the snow   the humps of drifts   the wind .
. it curves   wrapping   heartfelt  yet heartless  my blood is black   footprint markers .
. it shapes   clean white sheet   fogged  unmarked as yet  fresh  driven  unsatisfied .

. she rose   clothed   bundled    departed   singular   stonily wandered   into   storm .
. woken  I search   knowing   always that knowledge  that burden of presence I am .
. stripped   exposed   seen   a shadow now   in drifts of Kelvin white grey blue black .

. frozen .

. it begins again .

Amanda 2011, 2012, 2013
Image: "when the snow set in" by :iconalfred-georg:

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  • Mood: Hopeless
  • Listening to: the same thing you are at this very moment
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skulkey Featured By Owner Feb 11, 2013  Professional Digital Artist
your song reaches these aged ears, vibrates in unison in this cold heart, brings a tear to the eye which quickly freezes. you sing the dream so well...
stung1010koth Featured By Owner Feb 7, 2013  Professional Photographer
n3gativityinblack Featured By Owner Feb 6, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
Lovely :3
alfred-georg Featured By Owner Feb 6, 2013   Photographer
love this text
Amanda-Graham Featured By Owner Feb 6, 2013  Professional Writer
Merci Alfred, j'adore vos images et votre vision
Alittlebitdreamer Featured By Owner Feb 6, 2013
I read yours words ;) Those are mine now :)
Amanda-Graham Featured By Owner Feb 6, 2013  Professional Writer
si votre sens est "ils sont dans mon coeur" ... puis mes bras vous sont ouverts ...

Alittlebitdreamer Featured By Owner Feb 7, 2013
:) le sens est:" je vous serre by the side of my heart, et par le pouvoir de vos mots qui sont devenus les miens."
Amanda-Graham Featured By Owner Feb 7, 2013  Professional Writer
ah then Merci cherie
Alittlebitdreamer Featured By Owner Feb 7, 2013
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