orgami's Diaryland Diary

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vanitys cracked mirror

So the old woman
was allowed in
and she tied Snow White up
with Lace until she almost
perished...

the apple came much later..

Rereading the Grimms stories
from youth marvelously evil
with happy endings for some
and gruesome dispatch for
others oozing in its
Disturbia of imagery and
imagination Long before
King and Lovecraft
spawned from the crusades
and the harems they encountered
the Inquisitions and death
doled out for the cheering
crowds fed on ale and mutton
Men women and children

Im from the red head genetic
clan of North Scotland
derived from the Vikings
the ones that got away
Witchs they said
were all redheads

I awake restless in the night
listened to my music for hours
rechargable batteries in the
charger like a full clip
spinning memories alive again
let me search for your face
again The Amber soft hued
eyes the smiling mouth
the russet hair I remember
holding you and the scent
from your shoulders
the taste of your throat
the promise of your warm mouth

burning candles every year
since and remembering the
ice on the cedars
your shirt coming undone
one button at a time
and the mists in the pines
on the ravine beyond the
window of your room

never fails to stir
my hear this memory
1986
a lifetime ago
and yet we write each
other on another web
link trinkets we
give and recieve like
lucky amulets
to hold when nights
weary shoulders are
sighing

when Im curled up
exhausted
I can still feel
your body against mine

the darkness like
bottomless wine

11:13 a.m. - 2011-05-11

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