Sage and I wrote this duet. It took me years to get him to write this with me. Ok years is an exaggeration but he is a busy guy! We wrote this duet in the typical alternating stanza style. We wrote it as two separate voices and when we were finished Sage intertwined the stanzas and this is how it came out. I hope you all love it as much as I do!
Written by Sage Doyle and HastyWords
The way your hands move
I remember the day we met
Around the curves of my hips
Your soul pressed through me
The way your mouth lingers
And gripped my heart
Near the base of my neck
So that it may take pause
Totally obsessed
With every ensuing beat
I live for these moments
Intended solely for you
I sketch each moment alone
And it is you who is the inspiration
Turning each golden memory
The muse of every god
Into portraits of romantic thirst
Arousing the impetus within me
My hunger into a gallery of art
To form my life around you
Filled with cravings nourished
While every piece of beauty
Masterpieces born from our hearts
Ambitions itself upon perfection
Each day is like an awakening
In order to compare with you
My love for you seems inadequate
As this is our world our journey
Caught in a brilliant cascade of souls
Which sees us off and sets us forth
I am one of many blinded hearts
Blind perhaps though never weary
Mesmerized by your inexplicable beauty
Hopeful though we are not fools
Held captive in your intoxicating gaze
For as we learn to dream together
You so powerfully demonstrate
We strengthen each our selves as wholes
A consuming aura of undefinable love
Striving for our own perfection
Reminding me how lucky I am
The sublime balance of happiness and woes
HASTYWORDS 
Beautiful, guys. It meshes well, as though you’ve been doing this for a long time, practicing in secret rehearsals in back alleys, waiting for a chance to shine. Or some crap like that. I liked it!
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Well he was an owl and I was a tarantula and we fell in love when he saved me from being eaten by mommy owl.
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Did he save you from being eaten, or in order to be eaten?
And what of the man watching from below, neither flying nor crawling? Just watching, and learning? Nodding, and turning to leave…
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The man on the ground went home because his wife swallowed a fly.
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And the tarantula plays with the owl, and the other creatures in the forest.
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The tarantula is a curious creature in an enchanted forest void of Mosquitos
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Perhaps the tarantula wants to be eaten.
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Only by the big bad wolf
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The tarantula should ask the creatures of the forest to carry her to him. Probably at Grandmother’s house.
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She isn’t easy…he has to find her. More romantic.
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She must meet him some of the way, or he may think she is happier in the forest.
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She watches him sleep
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What he doesn’t know, may hurt them both in the long run. He may dream of her, and slowly let her stay in the forest with the creatures, while he simply chases pigs in sticks and straw.
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So basically if I sit on his nose I can save the pigs?????
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Whoa.
😉
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Haha I just realized how that sounded ugh.
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…just now?
I need to hang out with ya’ll.
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Haha I was thinking I would have to sit on his nose in order for him to notice me haha. Blushing
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I don’t think you would have to go through all that, Hasty.
…but I also don’t think Sage would mind you trying.
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Lol I meant the wolf. Haha. Sage is rob ably shaking his head about now 🙂
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Ummm I hate my phone
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Hardly. You KNOW he has a goofy grin right now, lady.
Sage is grinning ear to ear
While Hasty Blushes.
Crystal is always awesome!
Morning haiku for Hasty and Sage. 😉
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…..um, I hate that I obviously can’t write a proper haiku.
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If the tarantula stays near, meets the big bad wolf halfway, he won’t even remember the pigs. She can ride on his back and go more places, faster, further away, even beyond the forest, even across water.
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But that’s all if he doesn’t eat me!!! I love the owl remember????
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(The owl is Sage)
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Oh I thought the owl was the owl …I forgot about the poem lol
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I don’t know who anyone is, or what’s going on anymore. I think I fell off the back of the metaphor train a few dozen miles back.
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We fell down a rabbit hole…and found a snake pit
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A regular hornet’s nest of a lion’s den
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Daniel the beekeeper
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So, what just happened in this story? What’s the moral, the catharsis, the denouement?
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Well basically it’s a romantic comedy were everyone plays tag while the tarantula gets eaten by the wolf
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I see. Who are you thinking for the wolf and tarantula? Robin Williams and Helena Bonham Carter?
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Burt and ernie
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Pam and Tommy Lee
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Those guys would be so entertaining!
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Yowza! Absosomethinglutely!
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Yea that
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You don’t seem that enthused.You need an infusion of enthusion.
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Bombusion of snoozion, then tomorrow some boozion.
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Too late for boozion. I need more snoozion.
Maybe booze tomorrow. Edward on booze is no bueno. Depending on your definition of ‘bueno’.
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Pit
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Peach? Because if so, you tied this to the other comment stream for total joining.
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Haha the phone app sux
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But you spelled pit right… anyway, anyway.
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Nice thread here… lol
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Beautifully written.
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Thanks Hasty!
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I have not read anything like this in years and having said that I will say this is probably one of the best duets I have read. The two of you have a beautiful voice together… what took you so long?
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This is a very interesting result! I have not heard of doing this except for humour. Long ago a friend and I used to do this, but the subjects were never serious. They came out very funny, and we thought we had invented this process–which I am sure had been invented by many others through the ages.
It is quite interesting what a lovely result you and your friend obtained using this method.
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quite : )
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i can see the meanings behind the meanings, unless I ham reading too much into it.
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Oh! Now, I think I understand what that might mean? One thing I understand is that I appreciate you alls’ words.
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