Romance

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Us

I am me
and you are you
thats how it is,
but I want to
be more than just a they...

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PAINTING HER IMPRESSION

PAINTING HER IMPRESSION

There are times her image is so piercing, so pristine, in the window of my mind
That I feel the...

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THE MEN FOLK OF MARY

THE MEN FOLK OF MARY

Mary is known for having boyfriends and gentlemen by the score
She gets rid of one only to be...

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Looking Twice

Looking Twice

Like blue ice in August,
Blue roses glowing in the moonlight,

Always look twice at,
...

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A Stolen Page

A Stolen Page

To my Lorna…
Contained within that mindful “Book of Count”
Which every man (upon his...

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Metamorphosis


Sometimes,
as a winter coat
dark and heavy,
our kisses
are dull and...

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Blue

Blue

My Favourite color is blue.
Not because it calms my senses. But because it makes me think of you....

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Absence

Absence

When the world is only keen on conducting torture,
I come to understand what will always be horrible...

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Monsoons

Monsoons

Those lips so tired
Wouldn’t come together,
Lashes so heavy
Too weary to open;...

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Beck And Call

Beck And Call

As the feelings progressed I began to take notice.
You found it easy to grab my wayward attention...

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The Weatherman

The Weatherman

Whether to be or whether not to be, pink petals pricked from flowers.
Wondering whether the tether...

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The Signs in Stars

The Signs in Stars

(I've over posted today. Hiding out from the world because I'm in uber feminine emo mood today. Lol protect...

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My Heart Will Find A Way

I always doubted myself
I always denied what I felt
But no matter where I go
I can't...

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Pink Rushing

Pink Rushing

Actress?
I need an Oscar
Never mind
When Harry met Sally
Try it in reverse...

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Loving Bed

Loving Bed

Morning summer sun,
Shining on a cold, empty bed,
A lonely day comes again.

Every day...

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From beneath the Flower Bed

From beneath the Flower Bed


My seeds did sprout like lovers often lose,
So the flowers are stained with your melancholy...