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| Wednesday, January 24, 2007 |
| You can write |
I am a storybook,
the tales long ago
etched by quills of blade
and blood ink on
skin parchment.
You were reading me--
setting me on your lap,
opening me and gingerly
tracing the word-scars
with your fingertip.
Like the others,
I offered you a blank page
and an iridium nibbed plume,
enclosing it in your palm as
I spread myself on the table.
You lifted me and carried me
back to the filled-up pages,
flipping the quill over
and started erasing scars
with the feather tip.
I am still a storybook,
bound with human vellum--
but this time rewritten
by your hands, lips and tongue
dipped in soul-ink. |
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posted by Rax @ 16:36 |
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| knowing but not intervening... |
| About Me |
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Name: Rax
Home: Makati, Philippines
About Me: I am many things: aspiring poet, advocate, lawyer, with a good grasp of reality. I am also passionate when it comes to chasing dreams. After all, a childlike imagination is just something I cannot outgrow. Which is why I write(...and refuse to give up anime, fantasy novels and video games... :P)
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