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Stormy Weather, Continued
I don’t run into storms anymore, because I’m learning the benefits, of staying in place, soaking in sunshine and silence. I’m bored of being entertained.
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Cover Me In White Roses
Cover me in white roses, when it’s all over, when the sun stops spinning around me, and the stars dress in dark lace. Make me a garden, where things go to say goodbye, in the chapel, where we first kissed, racked with guilt, because our love always felt secret, even when everybody knew, and you…
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The Passion Of The Poet
The night is never ending, but it goes so quickly. There are fragments that are frozen, the warmth of your desire, waiting, just above my skin, wild and wicked, I am enchanted. You are enchanting, I am echoing the incantation, that trips from your lips to my own, charmed by the safety and sensuality of…
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It’s Happening All Over Again
Counselled by Kay Starr, I slept in the view of a garden, that grew, just to show me how far life goes on, with or without you. It’s happening all over again, as the wheel of fortunes turns to face me, and says, with a sad but resigned expression, “Tough luck, kid.”
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Aching
In your arms, I am aching. Waiting to be kissed. Cursed with a craving, that sinks into my skin, keeping me awake and aching, waiting for the pacing monologue of my mind to subside. I can barely hide it. Inching closer and closer, lips laced in red, bringing your attention to my intentions. I am…