The surging sibilance of sheets: an experiment

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·@warpedpoetic·
0.000 HBD
The surging sibilance of sheets: an experiment
Your infinite moment will touch mine
We will part to other ports
that we inhabit that we bear
that keep like paper
your lips a kiss before 
strangers journeying other bodies 
other names other memories 
plain and empty

Soon we will forget
the emptiness of our words
of sex beneath contours
the surging sibilance of sheets                        
We will rise and disperse
seeking for the truth freedom
mayhap that we are still
the laughter inside

Like flowering trees our soul 
in the wind some sort of
knowledge unquiets beside 
the rot that feeds us with fire
Soon we will call it hope on 
the skins we have become used to
feel the pain again some etching 
telling of what and who we be

We will slide and tweak a dim 
shape where for innocence's sake
we can kiss and return to
the beginning into the darkness
with light to make it like inside a basket 
we will breed feed and wait 
to save us so that the kiss becomes 
as whole as the first kiss.
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**Still experimenting. To create this poem I used this ;**
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**Yes I changed some words here and there but the overall context remains the same. I wrote a poem and divided each line of the poem as I deemed fit and voila I had something different. I loved the line:** *the surging sibilance of sheets* **(😂). As to the poem itself, I don't know if it makes sense yet. I am just trying out ideas as they come. I sense a culmination is imminent. We will see. Tell me your thoughts though.**

©Oka Benard Osahon, Dec 2019.
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