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October



Oh October,
how I love you in your roundness.

Your very name evokes the shape
of expectant, orbicular gourds;
of apples, acorns, owls’ eyes
and moons, full like ghostly galleons.

You open,
offering opulent, orange orgasms
that burst brightly red and amber
then settle into sleepy susurration.

If I could
I would build a gown of leaves;
I would weave them wildly in my hennaed hair
and would come to you on bare feet.

I’d ask only
for one dark night of dancing
beneath stars and among your fallen glory
and for ginger kisses from your misty lips.

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ravenedgewalker
Oct. 1st, 2010 09:37 pm (UTC)
beautiful
jennlynn_green
Oct. 1st, 2010 11:25 pm (UTC)
Thank you! Is it clear that "ghostly galleon" is an allusion or do I need to use italics or quotes or something?
ravenedgewalker
Oct. 2nd, 2010 05:42 pm (UTC)
it's clear to me - I don't think you need to emphasis further (which you would if you were using the whole line).

I love it - that allusion hidden in there.
hedgewalker
Oct. 2nd, 2010 03:28 pm (UTC)
Lovely. Thank you.
kenllama
Oct. 3rd, 2010 04:19 am (UTC)
You move me, as ever.

*love*
bonafide_rarity
Oct. 3rd, 2010 06:12 am (UTC)
Lovely! (and I got the reference :) )

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