[Alliterati]
Slating my somber somnolence suggestively surreal.
Calibrating my craft crisply content.
Painting pictures of pleasure perfectly profound.
Dissolving the disparate delusions of my dalliance.
Guiding gargantuan gossips into garish grovels.
Finding my fettered fetus frail at your fingertips.
Embracing me ever so ecstatic in your eccentric eloquence.
I am an infant, isolate, intact.
Releasing me resplendent into the rapport of your romantic respite.
Thrilling my tempered timbre, into traces of tomorrow.
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I adore alliteration! Oh my, I love this entirely.
@basterda Thank you, coming from such a prolific and exceptional writer, it is a huge compliment. I adore alliteration too, as well as onomatopoeia, metaphors and allegories, oxymoron, imagery and dialogue. :)
ang sarap niya basahin out loud. hehe
@Nyl Hehe. Masarap din siyang isulat.
Looks fun to write indeed. Ma-try nga 'to as an exercise some other time. =)
Oh no, I'm not prolific at all.
You are, though. :)
@Icy Flame Don't just exercise, experiment. It helps to hone the literary skill, and sharpen the prosaic mind.
@basterda But you are, for when you write, words flow riverfull into the page, bleeding with such profound eloquence that often I feel the need to reread it to grasp its latent meanings. I, on the other hand, struggle. Extracting each word with effort, with an unsteady precision stressed and deliberate.
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