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Just Dance
The past pulses from the radio,and I can see a sentimental seventeen year old in the smudged glass of the window.She is smiling, with no sense of the sun’s intention to disappear for a decade.I could tell her,but why trouble her with what’s to come? I just let her dance.
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Summer Rain
Sprinkles of summer rain on your soft skin,cinnamon sticks on the window sill,burnt to nothing,and I,burned at both ends but still aflame for you.My lips tingle and tremble,heart fluttering as the fantasy finds a life of its own,growing, glowing, towering tall above us,as we kiss in a shadow in the summer rain.
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Inspired
October was mere weeks away,and so I felt an urge to play.As she slept softly in her bed,I took my claws and opened her head.I filled it with the darkest nights,the loudest howls and biggest frights.I filled her trembling hand with my pen,and never let her rest again.All of her tears came tumbling down,from dreams…
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She’s At It Again
Darling, difficult woman,arguing with empty rooms and echoing tombs,razor sharp, irresistible,only amenable when I am beneath your body and your blue eyes.Dining on disagreement,never a kind word without a cruel caveat,but I am at the mercy of your mean spirited love.
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Spoken but Unspoken
You said it in a dream.Silver slivers of something special,but it slipped away,eager to spy the sapphire glow of the moon.
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Sincerely, Jennifer x 