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Russian Tutor

The stroke of clock approaches six

Police Sirens invade the air

“Thinking Cup” O Where O Where

For I must meet my tutor there

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Autumn Leaves

Time encroaches, reaches us

Purging uniformity

To expose deformities

Of facades once lived and known

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Untitled

Exposing essence to a corpse

A conflict that will not triumph

Breath is soul that wants to enter

Uplifting love not yet begun

 

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A First Date

Tender motions reflect and glow

Shimmer thy lips, unfurl and show

The pure white tiles you seek to share

That capture my seducing stare

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Some people like to pray, others just like to play.

Some people like to say, my way is the only way.

Some people use the clay, to shape it in their own way.

Some people just lay, others make love all day.

Some people take one day, to sit  near the bay.

But I dont like to pray or lay all day, not even the clay can make my sadness gay.

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As I feel your sorrow , I wish I was there to borrow,

some of the grieving, that  will  follow,

If inside you is hollow , you know I'm there , just holler,

Then I say darling, elate for there is , tomorrow...

 

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I heard a fly buzz when I died;
The stillness round my form
Was like the stillness in the air
Between the heaves of storm.

The eyes beside had wrung them dry,
And breaths were gathering sure
For that last onset, when the king
Be witnessed in his power.

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On a dull evening, many aeons ago,

The Good Lord said: “I am truly bored and though

I’m ashamed that nothing comes to my mind

That would chase my boredom… I need to unwind.

Maybe I ought to create a Universe,

A big space in which everything is diverse.

Let there be Solar Systems and Milky Way,

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Dancing hands and dancing feet
Swaying bodies to every beat
Smells of oils and coffee's breath
Cluttered streets now unkept

Excuse me, sir; Excuse me, Miss!
Pardon me, this is my wish
No, thank you dear; That's quite okay
I beg you, I must be on my way!

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