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An enigmatic gaze. A cryptic smile.A gentle laughter.A silent tear. And a soft sigh escapes her breast. She nods in agreement. She holds forth life an..
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When the light is solid and brighter, the morning has found us. Again we know the morning, With it's cache of fresh promises. Morning mists claim tend..
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Candid candour,
Brave look, and I have stolen some future.
Sweet stolen haze.
Kind of familiar but fleeting.
A certain look in the eye, and my com..
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Peeking, teasing, generous. So little, so coy, so brave. The little black dress, Says so much in so many little ways. The dress is so intimate with it..
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As the earth gives up life, It's sun scorched soil refuses life.Barrenness claims another casualty of furious nature.Need surrounds every hope. Thirst..
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This desire Holds I captive To its ever clever wiles It beguiles my faltering will With a total finality It silently flows to the mind And possesses t..
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I refuse to believe everything I hear
I refuse to toy to everyone’s line
I refuse to seek acceptance
I refuse to be ordinary
I refuse to liv..
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I will be happy If you will find time And get me So that we could talk There are many things to talk about To ponder and wonder about There is so much..
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A proliferation of monosyllabic thoughts,
That are ubiquitous for the umpteenth time,
Can be consequential and ludicrous…
By the heath,
Som..
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This is a piece about the tricky relationship between people and alcohol...
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