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Back On The Boat
My mistress’ eyes are the only thing I see when I sleep.However hard I try to escape the bounds of boundless affection,all I do is dream of her glacial gaze,in the service of a temptress,reeling all day, long after I have awoken.It isn’t a bad life, to be in love. Last night, she told me…
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Oh Yes, She Does
Many moons had been mesmerised by our memory,hanging like docile mobiles in the sky,awestruck as they watched us fall in love,idealising the imperfections that disappear inside a kiss.Remembering the sight of you, smiling up from sheets full of scandal,I sigh, just as enchanted as the moon, by all that you are. Let me write one…
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What’s to be done?
My soulmate got lost in the sun,her sapphire eyes could not resist the allure,all over the place, for a time,inked with my initials, when the clock struck midnight,raised from the dead bedroom a dull life brings,I watched her whisper my name, like a prayer, as she came to her senses. Before I held the universe…
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Juxtaposed
My life is a long and lucid tale,happy and then hysterical,always a different colour and flavour when I close and open my eyes,I’m used to it, but I think you’ll need a little time.Read my diary if you want the full story,it’s just going to be a challenge to decipher my handwriting. Let’s just suppose…
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Mo Bhean
My sweet dream, like a lilac sky, spied by hopeful lovers, the softness of silk on exhausted skin, the roaring, rapturous cries of the sea as she bows to the moon’s will, a single poppy in a field of trauma. You are my escape, opiate opportunity, infinite, endlessly adored by the one that you have…
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Sincerely, Jennifer x 