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I've often imagined
or tried to
IMAGINE
your voice
It must feel like silk
on worn-out finger-tips
and taste like honey
to bitterness
on a t..
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We've walked together
you and I
hand-in-hand
in hazy fields of satin grass
alas
memory fails me
the when and where,
somewhere
along ..
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never mind-just brushing the rust off- and it's about reading and writing :)
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I'm often wonderingno
I enjoy pondering your poetic moves
would your lipswhisper the wordsto mine?
lipsreading lips
would you kiss-write,on me,y..
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serpentis
spineless, seemingly
selas, certainlydeft,
definedfeminine-full form
caressing and curvingaround my captivewondering mind
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a man-mistake
I care not
admit, I
dare not
at times, often
distance desire
from its descend
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You judge me,
so what’s new?
I always knew.
Reading your past,
I’m not your first,
and I sure won’t be your last.
But be..
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She
dances before me
in
lush, verdant verse,
and
fertile form
luring lexicon
that draws me deeper.
my ink yearning to
trace her
tan..
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words cold
find no meaning
in my mind
blood runs hot
in the heart
and
this flock
of words
will now fly
to warmer sky
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The whole world changed; lives were lost, loved ones were
lost, homes were lost, countries were lost, freedom lost, and only a few gained…My
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