Scott Troy
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InstinctA Poem by Scott TroyThe way you trace an outline on my back. A muttering of words. A concept of brevity and bare feelings. How I wish. How I stand on a cusp of di.. |
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Saving graceA Poem by Scott TroyYou are a wave. Comfortable and at ease. I ride your coast an ease my mind. The many rocks that could mire our coast mean nothing to me. A sweet scent.. |
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InfinityA Poem by Scott TroyI wish. On a plane where we both saw eye to eye. I sit so uncertaintly not understanding the voice I know you have. The feelings. The passion. I speak.. |
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Look past the seaA Poem by Scott TroyBear down on me. The feelings of your foot on my throat. The matter that forms around your words. Tear my heart out and ask why am I sad. Maybe I am s.. |
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Rust redA Story by Scott TroyReynold Harland. You'd never notice him. Like a janitor in a grocery store he just blended in. Nothing about him stood out. 5' 8, 170 pounds, and no .. |
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CadenceA Poem by Scott TroyI woke to find the one thing missing was you next to me. Light Breaths and heart beats in sync. Sunlight on your raven hair. Wearing a sleepy smile. H.. |
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You sing while I driveA Poem by Scott TroyI'll grab your hand. Crossed fingers and hip hop radio. Swerving to the beat like the road will take us anywhere. Loud. The cadence of my voice and se.. |
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The purpose.A Poem by Scott TroyThe way. Look into your heart an you will feel a reflection of mine. Twisted on sarcasm and a shared sense of charm. We can twist each other much like.. |
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Non perishablesA Poem by Scott TroyThat unassuming smile. The way I reflexively sigh when you call me baby. The way you hold my heart. Your grip on my hand. The smell of your hair. Th.. |
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My heart (attack)A Poem by Scott TroyBaby. There's not a day where your name doesn't wring in my head. Where the lingering perfume of your scent doesn't tease my memory. An embrace. A kis.. |
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