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His blue voice...
Write a short piece using misplaced adjectives (eg describe a sound using a colour). I have tried one myself and found it quite challenging. Please tag me in the comments if you enter.
Book cover image for with water in my veins, and fire within the fingertips
with water in my veins, and fire within the fingertips
Chapter 5 of 33
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Book cover image for with water in my veins, and fire within the fingertips
with water in my veins, and fire within the fingertips
Chapter 5 of 33
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resonated in painted fibers

.

the melody of winter white . struck my cords in eternal blue

a light came with a bang

gold tunes strum my wanting cords

infinity spilled in silver vibrations to my shaking core

the night left us in black humming

always humming . count me from the inside

create lyrics within my cells

gentle pulls, rough pushes

wild but continuously in key

pulsating oranges . inhaling the warmth

the intoxicating scent of burned honey

unending waves of sounds

painted into all the ragged grays

and voices

dripping of burgundy cherries

so sweet on the tongue . tingly

delicious . there . f e e l it

elated, the black ashes moved around this sphere

swirling . salt mixed with sweat

taste it

take it . now

lighter than a whisper

pale embers touching my skin

in a song that my heart heard so well

always laced . with warm tones of you

I swallowed the moon, love

with mistreated stars that moaned in the dark

spitting out the sun . that screamed with the dawn

gasping atoms of red

and twisting circles of growing light

the world resonated in painted fibers

each marron gasp . and mint chocolate sigh

screams lost in ultra violet banging on my soul

waves slower than the light

catching up with me

this divine essence

smell it . inhale it

deep breaths

count to three

do you sense it under the lines of your heavy bones?

tangerines stuck in four walls

heated air and a fireplace set in winter

overwhelming

perfect

lost in you

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