In a cloistered-life,
devouring every drop
of uttered word,
in any moment will dry up
...
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here...with only three seasons, hot, hotter and hottest....im just so unfortunate not to write the description of snowflakes melting in the sun...and those gleaming ice capped mountains...but perhaps..i can describe the moon, landing on the ashen mountain top... waiting for the morning sun to kiss her goodbye....hehehehe keep it up Candis...
my love is unfettered by truth, it can only bloom in freedom A cord to touch, not to bind- to ruin a domain built with blood.......................oh what a imagery of love, that blends with fragrance of freedom, yet introspective by eloquence, great write, i do admire,10+++++++, thanks for sharing
'...to ruin a domain built with blood...' what a line! it's a mysterious poem, crafty, it doesn't wander away from the distinctive wit of your works. another 10! i specially like the 3rd stanza
deep and contemplative.. nice poem, coming from the heart.. a ten.
Very interesting, and unique way of expressing emotions in a form of unfinished thoughts that you link in a chain of images with such skill...