Blue Fish Posted August 25, 2008 Report Share Posted August 25, 2008 Made of glass I'm made of glass can't you see through me this heart inside you should see it sitting there in this cage of glass hold it gentle hold it close warm it in your hands of fire then place it next to yours your stone cold heart which beats so loud everytime we're near. Make me love you make me warm make this right and make this wrong be everything and nothing to me let me breath life in you let you be in me a fire let this burn for ever more to melt the stone inside of you. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Blue Fish Posted August 25, 2008 Author Report Share Posted August 25, 2008 Anyone? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Viaene Posted August 25, 2008 Report Share Posted August 25, 2008 Nice love poem, Blue Fish! It's honest, clear and probably never been done before (the glass thing) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Udo Posted August 25, 2008 Report Share Posted August 25, 2008 I like it. I like the early portion of seeing through you to your heart. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Kevin Posted August 26, 2008 Report Share Posted August 26, 2008 How would glass affect stone ? I think you have a good idea , but incongruent metaphors . Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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