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Lost In Her Effervescence (Free verse) by ALChemy

Loving you is like swimming in soft waters of a cold boiling ocean beneath the driving rain, tumbling through swarming bubbles, like your fingers running, dancing, fumbling along my skin. Your kiss a gasp for air that isn’t there. A chill so, that it burns the illusion of fire, desired over frigid despair. In my bones, they know and cry out swim and so I struggle and as I struggle form more foam to soften, to sink me further in from mothering sun’s warmth into smothering blissful abyss, only to die as the suds die. As if they don’t really exist. Lost to the oldest of lies.

ALChemy 15-Feb-06/5:44 AM
It's about loving a girl that I know is someone elses. Hence the hot/cold and other juxtapositions. What I feel is one thing, what is real is another.
Although I've never felt "swarming buGGles" when I was with a woman I certainly do look forward to it some day :)
The poem sounds so passionate but in reality it's quite sad, that's the big let down I think. There's probably alot of men out there who missed the boat with you feeling like this poem
and you don't even know it, you little heartbreaker you.




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