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Sweet.:P A U S ECalmness in the tone of dampened leaves; I walk as the misty air greets my lips. I make sure not to trip, as I slowly climb down the small hill near myno, our resting place. I listen as the coos of morning arrives, from the frogs croaks to the rivers shine. I just stand and watch, and let time wrap around me. For once, choosing to laugh with rather than about me-- it's amazing how nothing can stand still, even in the quiescent of places. I can hear my heart in synch with the oxygen I breathe, and instead of in a hurry I sniff in and throw out. I can't imagine anything else but this tranquility, busy streets were never to become of
I wonder if you're enjoying
the curvature of her back.
The spine, a row of ossified crowns
crowded and curved around that defining neural superhighway;
that extension cord,
adventurously connecting the visceral
to the peripheral.
The horseshoe crab vertebrae
scuttle to break through skin at your touch;
a defining shiver.
I see your hands
around the rounded hills of her shoulders.
Scapulae jutting out with the extremity of the bend,
like a chicken's wings.
And the bands of these dorsal muscles
stand up like wings,
cast shadows in the dimples of the pelvis that she lifts;
that will fold o
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`anmari has been spreading her infectious positivity throughout our community for over 6 years. Throughout this time Ana has been at the core of all things devious, passionately developing an eclectic gallery, helping organise devmeets, participating in chat events and also recently completed dedicating her time as a Community Volunteer. We are absolutely delighted to bestow the Deviousness Award for May 2013 to `anmari, congratulations! Read More