Saturday, September 1, 2012

Under Hazel Water

"Electric Under Skin"

I want your hands on me
like paint on a brush
I want your hands on me
like stars on the velvet sky
I want your hands on me now, tonight
I want your lips on me
like waves on the sea
and finally, finally
make me feel alive, tonight
and when I feel
the electric under skin
I want to feel you settled in
I want your hands on me
like paint on a brush
I want your hands on me
like stars on the velvet sky
I want your hands on me now, tonight
I want your skin on me
like leaves upon a tree
and finally, finally
making me feel alive, tonight
and when I feel
the electric under skin
I want to feel you settled in

9/1/12

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"Dirty Water"

dilute me with dirty water
pour it on me and run away all of my colors
and change my name now
and cut my hair off
and clothe me in grey
and steal my voice and my song
and erase all I've done wrong
dilute me with dirty water
and I'm gone
erase me and all my brighter colors
and peel me off myself
and leave me out to disappear
into the brown earth
and steal my voice and my song
and erase all I've done wrong
dilute me with dirty water
and I'm gone
and watch my colors run down the road
in rivulets of what you used to behold
I am melting into the earth
dilute me with dirty water
and I'm gone

8/22/12

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"Your Hazel Eyes"

chartreuse
almost, like olive
and moss, and earth
and subtle, yet vivid
like peridot
is it hazel?
I don't know the color
to label
it is too profound
and changes like
fern and leaf
and by and by I see
a color I like most
to describe
because no description ever
shall suffice

9/1/12

all by Elizabeth Azpurua


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