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One hundred five degrees: is that the angle that I now need
So to lean myself in and kiss the lonely look off your face?
Please tell me: are there scars on your heart - that no matter how hard
I try - my love for you will never be able to erase?

Our figure doesn't have to be perfect - no, but we can try.
We can work at it, calibrating moments along the way;
I figured we'd bide our time so to say it right and when the
Instant arises we'll know what steps we truly have to take.

One hundred five degrees: thoughts of fears we can conquer tonight
Turn up the heat, thickening the cool winds we breathe around us;
But yet we proceed with the bond we want and soothe our souls so
To push the boundaries of what love can create from chaos.

We were sent to different realms to test the strength of our hearts;
Now that we're back in each others' arms I hear the universe
Whispering to me about how our affinity can change
Our dreams (leading light into shadow [letting us lift this curse]).

We were born into eternity as stars, heating up the
Worlds around us as pieces of ourselves fall down below;
Oh, now it's time to realign our hearts gravity so we
Can fight our fears, illuminate our souls, and let our love grow.

One hundred five degrees is all I need to help your heart glow...


Daniel Haigh
Started: 05/03/09
Finished: 05/20/09
©2009 *LordAzrael85
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Author's Comments

This is a romantic poem that had been sitting in my "notes" file for a while, and I was able to finish it after receiving a dose of inspiration the other day. =)


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:iconmythchan:
The initial line's concept is strong. An obtuse angle is a really nice metaphor. However after that, you begin to fall into cliches, used and dead metaphors that are inherent in the english language. Lonely look on the face, scars on the heart that may or may not be capable of erasure, bide our time, turn up the heat, sexuality being referred to as a bond, love as an anti-entropic force, etc. There are, however, creative word choices that offset these cliches which cause me to question the literary intentions of the author. For example, the image of calibrating moments is really strong. Realigning the heart's gravity, as well, is a strong moment in this piece. I'm happy with the placement of linebreaks in the piece-- too often authors will break their lines at the end of every fragmented thought and think they're being avant garde, but i'm fond of the flow of prose through the piece. Last line of the fourth stanza could do without the parenthesis and the brackets. Over punctuation can kill the flow of a thought, in my opinion. The same effect could be given for pause in the last line with periods and make those lines seem less like an after though, something that could or could not be included. Giving them their own sentences, though they would be fragments, would give them more power. As a writer of minimalist prose, I would suggest you not to be afraid of utilizing sentence fragments. They can work well to represent a thought process that can't be described in a full sentence. :] The final stanza and the closing line being left in italics doesn't seem to fit. Is this an aftermath? If so, I think that it should be more apparent in the actual words used, instead of using italics. Commonly when I see italics used in prose or poetry in blocks and not on specified words, I see it as separating out a second or third conscious narrator in the piece, and that doesn't seem to be the case.

Overall, I think the piece is good. Just maybe rethink out a metaphor or two and give a little more thought to the formatting. :] Keep writing!! <3<3
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With the use of words that grace each line, elegantly and precisely you combine a bridge that pieces it together, from two to one. Romance is definitely in the air, and the degrees references added depth from the beginning of dim hope from scars left behind to the glimmer of new hope in her heart. A unique look at the boundaries one can only hope to reach beyond and search within. Beautiful, intriguing, and favorite lines: "as pieces of ourselves fall down below" and the final sentence leaving it caring and hopeful. Glad your inspiration has returned yet again with romance in the air. :butterfly:
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When the right love comes along it can remove even the most unsightly marks of the past (like a Mr. Clean Magic Eraser [those things are really amazing=p]). I love that on each additional 105 degrees I can determine whether I want to interpret it as temperature or angle measurement, and I love that it works both ways. Either way, this poem is heart warming, clever and intensely beautiful. :)

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"The first question I ask myself when something doesn't seem to be beautiful is why do I think it's not beautiful. And very shortly you discover that there is no reason." ~John Cage~

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