The unflurried surface
Or the scraped skin.
The unflustered spirit
Or the rippled and ruffled
Layers beneath.
The clay painted arrestingly,
Or the chaos cloaked
In tranquility.
The vivacious
Pretence,
Or vacuous flaws.
The who meaningless
Before
The nameless ecstasy
Of love.
Or the scraped skin.
The unflustered spirit
Or the rippled and ruffled
Layers beneath.
The clay painted arrestingly,
Or the chaos cloaked
In tranquility.
The vivacious
Pretence,
Or vacuous flaws.
The who meaningless
Before
The nameless ecstasy
Of love.
I love all the contrasts in this, Ruby!
ReplyDeleteThank you so much Kymm
ReplyDelete"The who...nameless ecstasy of love." How true!
ReplyDeleteLoved the way you played with these words.
Thank you so much Ira for your kind words
DeleteVery poetic. ♥
ReplyDeleteThank you so much Kathy. It is such a pleasure to hear from you.
DeleteGorgeous, Ruby. Really nice job.
ReplyDeleteThank you so much Christine for such encouragement
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