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The Love Poem (Concrete) by William Delacroix ...
o i'd love
to love you from
the outside in flesh for
flesh skin for skin foreskin
love me with all your organs i'd
love to love you til you bleed i love it
when you hurt me heal me save me love me my
love for you is a vulva exploding blossoming
b l o o m i n g on the inside where i'd love
to stay i'd love to say i love you more than
pain i love you with all my nerve endings
i wish i knew how to love myself i love
this poem i love the way my love burns
on your tongue i'd love to love you
til you come (apart) in my hands
i'd love to let my taintedness
desecrate your innocence for
the first time all over
again and again and again
i love you i love you
you like i love
a poem with a
good end
-ing
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Posted: August 30, 2003 6:12 PM PDT; Last modified: October 1, 2003 2:40 AM PDTWeighted score: 5.286087 Overall Rank: 3726 Comments:
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horus8 @ 24.126.113.154
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31-Aug-03/12:37 PM
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It looks like your aeorta is about to blow a bubble. The end's a bit cliched.
Most of it is things ive heard before.. love is a subject that is cursed due to it being overdone, but you still managed to pull it off, somehow, with the heart thing and so on.. slightly out of order, but oh well, you get an 8.
Sorry I didn't see a heart. I thought it was a female torso (...coming apart in my hands).
ah the pain ah...uha..aaaaaaaaaa..-0
Very beautiful
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