My Dorian Poem by Christina Ader
My Dorian
they say, it`s penny deal
revealing cloaks of merits
and asperities of life.
look at your hands, love,
they polished, milk and honey,
and face of yours
not even touched with wrinkles,
but grim of lust glows
on story-teller lips.
`live Dorian treads on the ground.
the gaze of wild, naughty passion,
the grip I miss.
and only rain can echo Andante
that flows out of my slightly trembling heart.
Ka leaving, the time of breath-holding.
submerged dead body in the Limb,
that tears it apart.
Intriguing imagery, leaving a hunger in the soul, to read to understand masked meanings behind words; would love to share a coffee and an explanation.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Hunger Imagery Masks Meanings Coffee Shares intriguing imagery leaves a hunger in the soul to read to understand masked meanings behind words begs questions appreciation a coffee shares for explanations Copyright © Terence George Craddock Written in September 2015 on the 16&20.9.2015. Inspired by the poem 'My Dorian' by Christina Ader. Dedicated to the poet Christina Ader.
I wrote the poem 'Hunger Imagery Masks Meanings Coffee Shares' inspired by the poem 'My Dorian' by the poet Christina Ader and dedicated to Christina Ader.
thanks for appreciation, indeed