3. Scorpio

I was born in the sunrise hour with ocean blue blood and fire skin.
I’m burlap covered and scarlet lipped, candy coated in lust and dirt.
I’m a quiet ache in your chest, a quill-inked Dear John letter,  a conversation between the sea and the sand.
With tears I hid every dream inside a jar of fireflies and let reality show me a time tested swallowing and what drowning feels like  

you’d never recognize me now, I’m as violent as a cosmic storm

I am made of sadness and secrets,

born to seduce the devil and charm the sea

I’ll bury you beneath my hell-bent skin

displaying you in bloody art and all my sin  

25 thoughts on “3. Scorpio”

  1. I have six sisters, three daughters and one wife. I know. Women are mysteries and wonders dear poet. When a woman allow you into her life. A blessing for the wise men. I love your poetry dear friend. Have some fun and be safe.

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  2. I can’t pick a favorite line…coz your writing is simply so beautiful & deep…the words are pure intensity…they’re the arrows hitting & penetrating inside of me…can’t even express what they’re doing to me…keep expressing…burning…living…loving…shining…

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    1. I hope to keep doing all of those things.
      You are so kind to tell me such beautiful things. Sometimes the things you say are my very inspiration. I appreciate you so much. It’s also hits a soft spot since a poem about myself can touch you that powerfully. ❀️

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      1. You’ve no idea how your poem touch me deeply…the image you capture…the words you choose…the emotions you put in…the sides you show…is beyond everything…I’m not kind EC…I just write how I feel & what I see ❀️

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          1. I’m glad you think that way that I give you inspiration….In reality, it’s your eyes, the ocean & the burning flame in you….You owe me nothing….just keep showing me your smokin’ sides, in the form of your fine lines….though smokin’ soul has no sides coz it’s formless & divine

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  3. This is exquisite, mesmerizing, and enchanting. These lines alone blew me away:

    “I was born in the sunrise hour with ocean blue blood and fire skin.
    I’m burlap covered and scarlet lipped, candy coated in lust and dirt.”

    What an AMAZING introduction to this poem, I was hooked instantly. The phrases you use, “jar of fireflies”, “conversation between the sea and the sand”, “I’m as violent as a cosmic storm”, and “blue blood and fire skin” are so emotional in this entire dance of mystery and such empowerment. This is beautiful, this is marvelous and evocative poetry. Keep writing on, EC. We need your voice. ❀ ❀ ❀

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    1. I was made a little speechless from your comment, I am honored and humbled by it to be honest. I love poetry, writing it, it’s been my Personal and intimate voice in expression for years now. Delicately hidden amongst an attempt at creativity, but intimately and vulnerably mine nonetheless. To hear such support and affection for it is warming and emotional for me.
      So, thank you. From my whole heart. ❀️

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