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Sweet Pleasantries
Read more: Sweet PleasantriesA honk and a wave, A smile greets you Not able to place the face But you comply Exchange greetings Then she questions your well-being Scrolling through the latest developments You pick an appropriate response, ‘I’m hanging in there. Happy Thanksgiving.’ She returns with the same Then disappears into the sea of lights She is…
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Climbing up the walls
Read more: Climbing up the wallsYou discover them One by one Climbing up the walls Searching for something to satisfy their hunger They gather there Smelling the sweetness calling them They see their chance A long journey has taken place Will they reach their target Or will they be wiped out Only to start over again
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Unsent letters
Read more: Unsent lettersHow many love letters do I have to write before they are sent, how many hours do I spend and lament over the impossible dream, the one that can’t be seen, and more and more it seems like it’s never going to be
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The Shape of Us
Read more: The Shape of UsThe shape of our love, our version of it, exists in bubbling thoughts of former lives, constant dreams of distant hearts where our lives are entwined Ripples of waves intersect jetting dangerously close but never on the same path turning heads, looking back How do we get off this track without losing control, without knowing…
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Dew Drops Remain
Read more: Dew Drops RemainOnly dew drops now remain atop blades from the torrential rain. The lightning strikes lessen in succession. But the dew remembers from where it came.
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Show’s Over
Read more: Show’s OverThe production commenced with actors on stage portraying the love we once had- the grasp of her cheek, the look in her eyes, as he folded over himself to make her swoon his way. Amongst an empty crowd, the curtain’s now drawn, the actors have gone home, the final act is done, it’s time to…
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With Headphones On… [with audio]
Read more: With Headphones On… [with audio]I cannot help but stop and look at the whispered tapings Pay attention closely to the postings, the most discretely transmitting of all Does it make you shiver? Does it make you quiver? Capturing statistics day by day poem by poem Is it you watching? Is it you listening? Through your pair of headphones, are…
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Dear love
Read more: Dear loveDear love,Thoughts of you the other day brought smiles. Today thoughts of you produced overrun swells in my eyes. The many years we’ve been separated, but how our hearts have always been close, how many more years will it be like this? Living in fantasy and memories all of the time is no way of…
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Dancing in the Yard
Read more: Dancing in the YardIt was a long summer afternoon;a crackling fire lit the yard.The southern sun was settingwhile I strummed my old guitar. It was her way of moving to the music—she captured the glowing cinders in her eyes.She danced with the slightest sway in her hips,and her heavenly body torched my skies.
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