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Marie Rennard resides in Annecy, France. She works as an accountant, and spends most of her spare time writing short stories in French, and poems in English.
Her work has appeared in Word Riot, Ygdrasil: A Journal of Poetic Arts, and in The America Drivel Review.
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Elation, dance of butterfly
Nights where life seems a rush
Your smile is wet with desire
And your eyes gleam out your longing
Exhilaration, flit in gloom
You get closer in the moonbeam
I feel the movement of your breath
The touching quiver of your silk
Ephemera delight of blaze
When your wings skim over my flame
I feel your rebellion
Your rapture and your sin
You fall dead in my glass
Like a magnet in wine
Doom’s for you, pain’s for me
Both as soon felt as forgotten.
And I ask my neighbour
Who is staring at me
Clean glass, would you?
Mine reeks death of heaven
And I still feel thirsty.
copyright 2006
Marie Rennard |
