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as long as trees do green their leaves in spring
and bluebells carpet woodland where we walk
as long as bird song trills for you and i
and we are wrapped in soft lace pillow talk
gazing through the skylight at the moon
our audience a wealth of..
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stay strong.
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Good Reasons for Spilling the Beans
Did
you really think I could not see you
watching me like that ..
Did
you ever even stop to think I might
not care at all ..
I
am what I am and I’m sorry I can’t be
who
or wh..
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I Am Your Dream...I'm your dream, stricken and bareNo flesh in my hollows and no voiceFill me in, lest I be your nightmareIn this, I give you little or no choiceShape me from all the mist in youI'm your dream, blue as the breath of nightA beast on th..
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~The happy sunrise brightly singsa duet with the dawnAs hummingbirds and meadowlarksjoin in to sing alongStrings so tuned in harmony,the music that we hearSweet within our open hearts,symphonic and so clearEchoed whispers on the breezecaress our long..
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Blacker than the blackestYou murder the lightYour swarms turn a sunny dayInto a sepulchral nightFlying low and highScrawling satanic versesOn bright blue parchments of skySaturn's spiritual spawnCacaphonic cloudsCursing good tidings to be goneConceal..
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( I must stop watching horror films at night, this is what my muse gave me this morning)
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My veins join your veins
We exchange blood
Sync our heartbeats
My eyes, empty worlds,
appraise you with envy.
And as you sweat harder
I fill myself with your word beat,
perfecting your lines,
plotting with poetry, from a distance.
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night shift
rooms of tossing and turning
the sheets
spilled romance
into heartless passion
she stares at the ceiling
the clock
feels the sweat
pouring from his wallet
she picks up her purse
folds the green
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On Contemplating the Sound of A Lone
Tree Falling
there is something almost zen like, about a foot being stamped quietly
don’t you think,
it reminds me so much, of a tree, falling in a forest, with no one
to hear it
or w..
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