Black Poetry : Move...Moved...Moving

N2urSoul

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Move me with the words you
speak dusted with flakes of gold
through the dry arnaceous
sands at the seat
of the Atacama Desert;
I'll unfold ~
Commit your soul
in spans of time
for reciprocal continuity
scribe me into
your world of proses
stamping me with a seal
of your own approval;
then seize my body
in its full
renewal of
sweetened marmalade preserve
semi-liquid filled colloidality
let percipience be our guide
...for whatever method(s) you
may so choose
resolved by our purpose--
so we shall
then be moved


(c) 2001 SOULOFASISTA
 

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