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Tag Archives: touch
Nocturne
In not so many words I found my wanting voice warming and calling out to you almost. It was going to say things about blues and greens I think in relation to the sea in relation to your eyes. I … Continue reading
Posted in Cinema, photography, Poetry, Prose
Tagged nocturne, noir nights, Prose, sensual, symmetry, touch, voice, words
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What A Little Moonlight Can Do
In that place of memory and moonlight where dreams pool into soft beautiful wrecks, I found her, casually adrift in a limbo of her own legislation, and at the slightest touch, under she went, the moonlight left trembling in remembrance … Continue reading
Distances
We matched distances— parallel tracks of chilled air, merging warm in touch.
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged distance crossing, haiku, intimacy, John Biscello, merger, Poetry, touch, you gots to chill
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Touch
On the day that grace re-entered the atmosphere, there was a hush, a sentient quilt of true silence, that covered the pooling plague of static which had made for ill communication, and everyone feelized deeply the limitless scope and range … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged connection being for real, grace-notes, it's electric!, John Biscello, love, poem, Poetry, touch
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Humanity
She came to know him through the brushwork of fingers– Light, the common touch. (Image of Charlie Chaplin meeting Helen Keller)
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged charlie chaplin, haiku, helen keller, John Biscello, meeting of the souls, touch
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Dark Matter
It is in the dark, the wild opaque frontier of scent and missive, where the thesis of glimmer bares recognition upon who and how much we are not when touching, the run of love a gradient quicksilver etched in pulsing … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged doing it in the dark, John Biscello, Joy in Whosville, love's tactile reminderandum, poem, touch, who I am not
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Ghostlight
It could be like this. Early morning, light milkpooling at the edges of your bed, dawnfrost bleaching your bare feet and subtly wriggling toes softly phantom, and I follow the erogenous ghost past your shins, to the rounded pate of … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged ache, bodies, fantasy, John Biscello, love, lust, morning, passion, poem, touch
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Claim
Some kind of tender, hard to find its truest name– words fail to claim touch.
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged claim, haiku, John Biscello, love, name, passion, Poetry, sensual, tender, touch, words
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Daisies
To have, to have not, in the end, it’s all the same– thrill to wet daisies.
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged daisies, feel, flowers, garden, haiku, hold, John Biscello, love, Poetry, touch, wet
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