This book smells so redolent,
though the pages feel decayed.
It’s cover seems insolent,
frayed bromide paper displayed.
All, what I craved, lies inside
like a spurned lover in print
who was inked and crucified
by glossing over missed hints.
My trembling fingers caress
the words I cannot escape.
The vowels slowly undress
wound’s consonants, healing, named…
by TETIANA ALEKSINA & RY HAKARI
© All rights reserved 2015
Fantastic!
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OMG! Thank you!!
How I love your comments! ❤
I'm lucky that your tourist routes sometimes cross my blog!
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Thank you thetattootourist! 😀
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Fantastic! You guys ROCK! 😉
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Thanks Tony! You rock too! Let me know sometime this week when you can collaborate with me again! 🙂
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We’re rather between a rock and a hard place 😛
Thank you, Tony! ❤
Hey… move aside!
A road sign that says 'Watch for falling rocks'!
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It was wonderful working with you as well Tati! Looking forward to future collaborations my friend 🙂 These Kanshi were especially fun! 😀
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Ry! My amazing Ry!
I’m ready to continue right now 😛
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