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it wasn’t you
a whiff a mere whiff a stranger walking by she wore your scent that scent seared inside my brain that one unforgettable scent the memories alone would fill a dozen books of erotica there are not enough words to describe the beauty the pleasures the passion etched into the memories of your scent but it…
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Silence Speaks
amidst the eerie silence, rays of moonlight betray hidden sobs, of field of battle Kaw’s speak of feast’s, with pinking sky aching muscle’s, now sewn, gritting teeth stolen sleep, broken dreams aching loin’s, kissed breast’s Kaw’s speak of feast’s, with pinking sky spine’s shiver with each Kaw Owl’s call our name’s, sobs heard loud death…
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as I loved her from afar
I have watchedher from afar Her beauty tothe eyes I have watchedher from afar The stark beautyof her limbs I have watchedher from afar The beauty ofher form as shedances in aWinter wind I have watchedher from afar Maturing throughthe years I have watchedher from afar Adorned inpurple and whiteas she movesin rhythm to thebreezes…
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for they love thee naught
at tender age I heardof thy son from the depth of sinI learned of thee from the scrolls of manthey have wrote of thee from the scrolls of manthey have read of thee from the scrolls of manthey fought for thee from the scrolls of manthey have foughtover thee from thy laws they havelearned they…
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freckles fell
the morning camewith a grey mist a morning dove’ssoulful renditionto its absent love echoed throughthe misty skyin a chillingmanner they struggledto drive away the chilly mistof this Autumnday as frecklesfell from theHeaven’s one by oneto the sound of themorning mist drop by dropfalling fromleaf to leaf a freckleseekingfreedom casting it’ssoul to theHeaven’s from thedust ofStar’swe…
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your beauty
I set and listened to the gentle rhythm flow from ivory keys and the strum of strings. As I thought of Summer rains, cloudless skies, and starry nights. And when my eyes found you. My head and my heart began to dream and share their view’s of you. Even argue over fate and kindred spirits,…
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our poetry shared
friends some oldmany new gentle soulsaged onto beauty sharing momentscaptured in prose unlocking memorieslike blissful sonnets serenades of lovedancing throughour souls vicariously revealedin poetic license though dried and agedthe scent remainslocked into memories our hearts openour poetry shared#poetry, #friendships
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as evil came to mine
a music boxwoke me froma beautiful dream she was surroundedby maids in waiting all dressed alike she was lying downnot feeling well we kisseda long andpassionateembrace my mindentrenchedoverwhelmed lost in herexotic scent awed by theflawlessbeauty deep brown eyesthe color of her hairsilky complexion music pulling me away feet on the flooreyes of her familiar as…
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and souls listen
with each strokea shape emergesvague imagesdeep withinthe soul each layer createsthe depths thatmimic thesoul a blending ofshadowswithin thelight colors not realmere imagesof minutevariance time lostto eternity a souls journeyinto an imageleft in a singleplane dimensionsconverging within a minds eyeas each one whatthe other misses as palettesspeak andsouls listen #love, #soulmates, #waves/frequencies
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oh, to be in Camelot
long ago in the time of manwhen chivalry reigned sorcery battled to and frodragons and unicorns filled the land a lady was honoredand virtues were kept a sword in stonea lady of the lake fate was chosen by birthlives ruled by incantation jousting with feastinground table and empty chairs the fabled grailquest ruled the heart…
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