Red

Thy lips flush upon thy face,
Leaving imprisoned memories pain,
Reddish purple berries rare...

Skin like silk to touch
what lye's beneath
entangled tubes likes straws
filled with...

I'm not afraid of love,
I'm afraid of the fall,
The guillotine,

Afraid of the...

I read a book last night.
I've spent three years reading texts, the back of magazines and the front...

A sillouette appears in the distance, so elegant, so mystifying, what a sight to see....

so curvy...

Leo....Lion of my dreams..
With your male masculinity....pounce and devour..
This libra who...

A Haiku poem for Poetess Valerie Lyn, my little sister

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Red

No one has ever

tasted

felt

touched

smelled

Something...

Who are you?
I sometimes wonder
Where do your thoughts lie?
Where your mind?
...

Red, is the rose so delicate, beautiful, and lovely

Red, is the sea that parted, in the eyes of...