The taste of cinnamon spice
20 July 2016
Kindred kind
Twining in your breath
Your lips paint
Molten lava
Straying from known peaks summits
Shoulders to unwind
Lamp to post
Within dark alleys
Bringing light
Bursting sight
Visions of colours reeking
Lip to lip speaking
Lonely street
One-sided entry
Neck to neck
Our tongues meet
The taste of cinnamon spice
Flaring up the night
Reading of the poem:
Elm – Hammock
In the Middle of this Nowhere – Hammock
Then the Quiet Explosion – Hammock
Sell me stale
13 July 2016
Brink me peaks
Wuther me towers
Mull me spice
Break my ice
Bring me rivers where truth speaks
Shower me flowers
Breach me heights
Whisper me slowly
Shudder me
Through the lights
That speak of rooms in twirling
With bodies whirling
Pace me snail
Through loving windows
Tell me tale
Sell me stale
I will bring afresh a sill
That stands all morrows
Reading of the poem:
Claire de Lune – Claude Debussy
Rêverie – Claude Debussy
The girl with the flaxen hair – Claude Debussy (modified version as youtube closed down the account which had the initial version)
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