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I need to know, need
to scratch this itch.The questions I have for you, the things I want to know.The more I learn, the more I want to learn.There wi..
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It’s like an itch I need to scratch.The temptation almost too much to handle.The feeling that it would all be worth it.You would be soft and gen..
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What happened to make you into this man?Did someone break you into a million pieces?Was losing that part of you the reason you stopped?Was it someone ..
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With just one look, you had me.You could always have me.I’d tell you things that I’d tell no one else.I’d do anything for you.Stay. ..
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It could be the making of me.We could do that more often.Not just the spending time part.But I would help you some more.Be by your side when you neede..
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Compartment 114
Compartment 114
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Golden guy, with the heart of gold.He is good, yet not good enough.He could be one, yet not the one.Only one man has my heart, only he can be the one...
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I almost had what I
wanted tonight.I was so close, yet so far; from having what my heart desires.Just one kiss, simple as that.Small and tender, but ..
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Three little poems about three days.
Titled: Jamie. Time. Something a Foot.
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Mayoress is a Mayor's wife.
Consort is the Mayor's companion.
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Two poems written for our writing groups monthly challenge.
The challenge was to write something inspired by "Flight of Fancy" suggested by my friend..
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