Watching Anna Karenina


Christina Strigas

When that empty breeze
brings upon memories
of how your kisses tasted so sweet
your arms around my neck
gently lifting me
the white love surrounding
us on the green grass
and how I bit your lip
in ecstasy
and teased you
until the fights turned
into mad sex
meeting lovers in corridors
behind screens
and how love stands alone
blocks cages and church icons
as anger is the new breed
of communication
while you look down my blouse
hard for me
wanting all of me
my insides filled with only you
if I could give you more of me
I would
but I am stuck
somewhere between who I was
and who I want to be
for I am on that unpredictable wave
forecast is fluctuating
my insides are tortured
with common folk
but your eyes
oh those fucking eyes
how they see through every piece
of me

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  1. ThePower&TheG · July 21, 2015

    Still taking my time to perfect a beat and I still got love for the street

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  2. Reticent Mental Property · July 21, 2015

    I remember watching Anna Karenina; i was with a lover who could have been more and the story, the beautiful truths and the stark realities beat against each other; the tempo slowing my heart beat to a stillness. It haunts.

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    • Chrissy · July 22, 2015

      The book is also another tempo but full of heartbeats and tragedy. Thank you💕


      • Reticent Mental Property · July 22, 2015

        The book was far better, depth of characters so clear, contrasts of lead males deliberate, crushing societal norms silhouetted against the reality of choice, property and reputation. That was then; that is now.

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      • Chrissy · July 22, 2015

        Not much has really changed. Emotions remain the same, and society still points fingers now there is social media to contend with.


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