Painting Flowers White; Virginity In Lighter Hue

by Cooper   Jan 19, 2007


Painting flowers white,
the faerie wish upon this bitter night,
A crescendo uttered from Luna's breast,
faceless tender diamonds;
With which My fingers mourn, obsessed,
silently raped in protest.

The passion of wolves in snow,
and thy Mother's bleeding hearts;
A wind waker in the dead Oaken grove,
where I paint tulips, daisies, even wicked roses,
The white tune, hollow, written on a hundred charts,
making gladden my Arts and private parts.

Daydream, though;
An issue of self-esteem, degrees below,
tempestuous storms screaming like Winter,
From my palettes, with which I always gain some splinter.

Stale, ashen pale; profound in detail,
this slumbrous Poet's bedtime tale.
Her exquisite form,
young and morning bright,
A sacred light alike virgin choirs recite,
the passionate colors and lust that They ignite.

An orgasm of myriads and storm,
celestial and ever young,
the paintings crooked while hung;
Those My body craves to perform.

Feathers lay plucked,
distant memories of what I came to abduct,
cradled in blankets composed,
vines, thorns, and red-rosed.
My tears shatter 'pon starvation,
just as clearly true;
A painting of my frustration;
recreation of Adam's tickled temptation,
The flowers I would leave anew, painted a Heavenly hue.

Time queerly strikes still,
momentary images of My thrill;
angelic, yet demonic duties I've a need to fulfill.
This lady,
raven of the light; no, not the dove,
Though flickering as sent from above,
a flower never painted shady.
My howls of mourn I'll keep quiet,
and watch in delight; lovingly polite,
The flowers I wish to paint white.

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  • Ok...so here it is. My friend showed me this poem and I about cried. It is so beautiful and I can't believe this came from someone my age. I am so used to people who don't give a shit about poetry at school and what not and it is a relief to read something this beautiful and deep. I loved it so much after my friend showed me it and I hope you don't mind me putting you on my favorites. I love your poems and I hope your writing will take you far because it is the most beautiful stuff I have ever read. And I read A LOT! I mean a lot a lot. Thank you for writing such beautiful poetry.
    ~*Katie*~
    P.S. could you e-mail me sometime. I would like to get in touch with you and just talk.

  • 17 years ago

    by *VictronEica*

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  • 17 years ago

    by Lithium

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  • 17 years ago

    by xPerfect Chaosx

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