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nous avons tout le temps pour nous
Read more: nous avons tout le temps pour nousThe summer’s ritual of an evening rain gushes down upon my large umbrella. I quickly step to dodge flooding puddles surrounding me. And that’s exactly what I’ve been doing most of my life, avoiding disasters. But the person awaiting my arrival, he is my safe haven. Everything leading up to this moment, although it may…
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The Arrival
Read more: The Arrivalthe approval has been granted, the lift of the travel ban, the ticket longed for is now in hand three days scheduled in glorious summer heat with a lover’s heart in waiting greeted at the airport a loving embrace and staring deep into each other’s face before a long evening at an outdoor cafe between…
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Undying Flame
Read more: Undying FlameImages and words suddenly appear, words I’ve longed for hitting deep as they wrap around and envelop me,overwhelming yet satisfying. Since our last meeting your ghostly presence arrived in the oddest of places: romantic restaurants, quaint cafes, art galleries, long car drives, concert halls, walking in a park, every room of the house, and late…
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Him, Me, Us
Read more: Him, Me, UsIt was the rippling in his hair, the currents which ran through him and I caught in his riptide, always wondering if it was true. It was the crinkles in his skin around the eyes, years of wisdom and sun-kissed days, the spaces that I would soon settle in. It was our passion that bonded…
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Wildflowers Amongst Ruins
Read more: Wildflowers Amongst RuinsOld ruins Forgotten and unkempt Discovered years later Remembering the days Preserving the magic While gardens bloom all around Let the wildflowers grow Where there once were none Let the magic be remembered For all and for one This poem, along with others, can be found in my book Coffee Shop Sessions II: Moving Mountains…
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Separated Not By Love
Read more: Separated Not By LoveYou set the scene, describe it so perfectly; what we’ll do what I’ll wear where we’ll go from the first moments of excitement to the height of pure ecstasy But love, it’s a trembling sensation that leaves me wanting; wanting to lay with you, to feel your warmth next to me The cool breeze from…
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