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Three little words

For you my love

Three little words from you sets things in motion, The wings I feel moving around inside. Do you feel them my love? As your head rests on my chest, They move so fast I can hardly catch my breath, Three little words spoken softly,  Just for me to hear, Breathed against my bare skin. Bodies intertwined,  Hearts melted together,  You must feel them, As we are but one. ...Read On

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Ocean's Roar

Gazing at the shore Above the ocean's roar I look upon the moon And long for her once more Waves go rushing in I see her face again And wonder if she'd change My loss into a win It's doubtful now I know Still I did love her so But feelings fade to gray When loving cannot grow Saltwater mists I feel Near shores that still seem real Without her smile so bright My ship has shown its keel ...Read On

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It Wears Away

It wears off, it wears away,  The newness, the newfound awareness, The luster, It wears away And they go away. Once you were special. So were they. Once you were something bright, shining Like a star In the night. No more. It wears off, it wears away, The glow they saw in the sky Was you once, But you have dulled, you have faded away. Did you change, Did they change, Did we just see...Read On

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Though Dreams are Dim and Distant

Remembering the place where young lovers met

(Note: This poem was written many years ago and recently found) Though dreams are dim and distant I remember: Across the field the swallows swept the grain, And Autumn on the hillside lay to slumber, While shadows browsed like cattle ‘til evening came. And when the sun set low behind the grove, And the early evening air was still and somber, My mind to other days began to rove. I...Read On

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Pieces of We

Un-pretty little pieces.

Pieces of We I hold your heart in my hands, and it is my own. A broken thing, fragmented and beautiful. A fiercely delicate, dangerously sharp work of art. It is an exquisite glass sculpture. A rich jewel of life and goodness and truth. It has been dropped and stepped on until it's all jagged edges and wicked angles and shards of sweetest, painful love. It is my own heart of...Read On

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Friend

A true friend is a gem.

What is a friend you ask. A friend is near, a friend is dear. They hold you while you cry, and never tell you lies. They're truth, love, and tenderness. They're firm, strong and tell you when you do wrong. They help, they care, they share, they're rare. They're a treasure, a gem, they are there till the end. They don't judge and when mad they don't budge. Good friends are hard to find,...Read On

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Soft, So Soft

Soft, so soft the skin on your cheek, with the down of desire so silky smooth to the touch. I lightly stroke you with the tenderness of a lover transforming your tears to smiles, tracing down your face from each bedewed eyelid to your lips, tasting the salinity of loss. I fulfill. I am the one to bring you forth and bear you up into the heights of passion, with a forgetfulness of...Read On

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Unbroken

We walk towards each other  Tentative in our steps Wondering if we've hurt the other Our hearts have been in such a fret Quiet words are spoken As hearts sadness begins to lift Yesterday my heart was broken Because I thought you'd gone adrift I am sorry, it's my fault Don't be sorry, the fault is mine I never meant to hurt you  The words are are spoke in chime Do you want to...Read On

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What Is Love?

Learn to understand the word 'Love' before you say it to someone.

What is love? It's much more than a word Four letters long It's powerful in many forms It's often spoken By people in many languages But some still don't understand It's true meaning A fluttering heartbeat Those clammy hands A rush of blood inside Butterflies in your stomach Some believe it's desire A few think it's lust It's neither of those things It's much deeper It's a trust between...Read On

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Wanting

An expression of loss

  I sit here wanting words when what I really want is you-- not the sound of syllables, or the right ring of rhymes, or the cleverness of making metaphors that bounce off the imagination. Poetry is what cannot be stuffed into words. It’s buried underneath like a muffled cry hardly heard, a silent hand reaching up into the sky from under mud. Do you hear my cry? Do...Read On

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Thinking of You

a little doggerel for a special friend

I was thinking of you today In words I prob’ly shouldn’t say. Or, if said, just in a hush Because they’d make most people blush. Or maybe Yiddish; what the heckie Say I was playing with my schmeckie. And though you’re really far away, I still want to jump your bones today. And now I’m growing such a stalk If I stand up, I can not walk. I'll keep poking into things: The backs...Read On

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Bordering Crocuses

With a longing for sentiment This old 'losopher dabbles in paint From the easel of my soul And the landscapes bordering crocuses  With a pallet of prosing words As your lips seek my caress On the futon beneath the oak Where the windmill grinds Beyond the tip of your brushing blush As you bare your alabaster wear Laying in seasonal comfort While touching me with a kiss With a breath...Read On

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If this isnt love?

If this isn’t love then, tell me why I’ve lost the twinkle in my eye If this isn’t love then, why do I miss the beauty that lingers in your kiss? If this isn’t love and I’m not stuck, why in heaven cant I wake up? If this isn’t love and I’m ok, why won’t the shadows drift away? You’ve moved on but I am stuck, I’ve been abandoned by Lady Luck I think of nothing but your face, the rest...Read On

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I Love You

When I dream, I dream of you Because you're the one person I adore. Trust me, this is true. You're the only one I can fall for. I'm sure you already knew, Because when I'm around you we can soar. The words 'I love you' are long overdue. I'm not alone anymore. We had problems but we pulled though, Because we both know what our love stands for. We always look at each...Read On

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Seasons

The snow has stopped falling, though my heart remains cold. The day you went away, the tears I cried Flowed like tiny rivers down my cheeks, Like icicles, impaling my heart. I reminded you of someone you once knew, that hurt you deeply, forever changing your future. The seasons change, one blending to the next. I found beauty in your soul, that I didn't want to let go. I loved you, offered...Read On

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Chains Of Temperance

In my new calling over the horizon Hauling my chains of temperance, I'll be swatting prose with a set of feathers While sipping fermented ambrosia, And doodling my quips on memories, As the nib of my penis cry lost inspiration Gone are the pebbles and beaches of palms As grains of sin mark my sigh, It wasn't but a fall I slipped from grace And my prose became a farce ...Read On

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Write a love song

You went away

On the radio each day Since you went away The songs are about you Just you, And they leave me blue. Those tunes and words We once shared and loved Now haunt me Only me, Because you’re free. After all the sweet lines The wind and strings The times we held hands Beguiled by the bands, Why leave for different lands? Like a bird on the wing You left to do your thing...Read On

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How to Care for a Rose

In bloom.... for now.

A rose should not be awake to hear crickets and the rustle of Midnight's breeze as rain drops dance on leaves and eaves In the quiet moments you can hear a whisper But then it's gone but not forgotten A rose she needs things she's really just a shrub lucky enough to have beautiful moments between dying and death She needs room to breathe yet such tender care Leave her too long ...Read On

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Stained

Storm’s scent informs me that it is time to go. Drops and drips moisten torn places barely dried-out, dampened,  drenched from the prior encounter... encounters. Pressures graduate from drizzle to downpour. In its midst, I wait for the  you in me to  un-claim,  unbind from the right now exchange... exchanges. Forces subside to a recurrent rhythm.  Your omnipresence is a whet ...Read On

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The Many Faces of Look

We look with our eyes but see with our mind.

The Many Faces of Look There is the look that you get when you are bad Then when you are good too There is the look you get when you are sick Then when you are feeling great There is the look that you get at night Then the look in the morning There is the look on your lover face when making love Then when you are cuddling afterwards There is the look you get when...Read On

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Where you have always been [poem]

To Marcus

I know it’s wrong what’s in my head – the unsung song the said unsaid. When every night despair descends I have to write (though never send). It’s such a bleak, destructive grief to mine my weak, embraced belief: you’re everything that’s ever been; I’ve ever touched; I’ve ever seen. Some words of such obsessive stew can be too much (I strike them through). Yet all the spared, consumptive...Read On

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Winter Tanka

the storm within

Winter Tanka Your breath never changed When I touched your feet with mine Laying in our tent You underneath your blanket Like the moon behind her veil And I, more restless than the wind ...Read On

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And I Wish

And I wish I had you here singing your melodious songs to me, Your sweet voice just echoes in the hollows of my mind, And I wish that I could feel your soft breath upon my skin, Teasing and caressing me at once, And I wish that you were here, Making tender love with me, And I wish that you were mine, In every way, But your voice is just a memory, That is playing in my mind. And I...Read On

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Poetic Fancy

With a will of my quill I spun  A dream from the dusk just past As your breasts soothe my flesh I dreamt a lyrical tune... Antebellum Lea Of poetic fancy and delightful tea As she smiled with blushing cheeks Kissing my chest on the plains of my heart As her fingers caressed my penis... Antebellum Lea Beneath a wash of the morning dawn With golden rings we will wed As...Read On

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Lust is not forever

His breath against your lips, hands interwoven, ankles together. Skin burning against skin, You can forget just for a moment. Your past falls away, you are scar free You can ignore the whole world And the life that awaits you after you leave his bed Instead, there is just this gentle kiss His cologne is all you smell, his lips are all you taste His skin is all you feel, brushing against...Read On

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A Lovely Thing

It wasn't but a lovely thing on porch swing some time ago, when I first held your hand when we were teens and the fireflies wink. Then we went steady and you wore my class ring,  many springs ago at the prom  listening to Johnny Cash. It wasn't but a lovely thing, then you took my name and with champagne we danced, on porch we kissed. And then in winter's snow  you left me...Read On

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Kindred spirits

Somehow, It is like we just met, That it was only yesterday We started this journey we are on. Yet at the same time I can’t quite remember How life was without you, As if I have known you forever. A funny, little paradox, But perhaps that is why Our bond is so strong, Like old souls meeting anew. Though every day, There is also something to learn, To discover about the other,...Read On

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Dream

I wish... I wish...

In the still of the night, As I lay down on my bed. Feels the blows of the wind, Hears the tick of the clock. Sleep took over, As I close my eyes. Feels your touch in my skin, Hears your voice in my ear. Is this Neverland? My mind wonders As I dream. Where I can be with you, Where all things possible. Rune03.25.15...Read On

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The Voyage

The boat sets out gently propelled, By the currents of time, Making its way towards a meandering River. The currents draw it onward, Inexorably towards faster waters. Past shoals and rapids ever forward, Pausing only to embark a companion, To share the voyage. Strange lands glide past, Exotic landscapes where one companion departs, Only to be replaced by another. Ever faster flowing past...Read On

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Presence

The light your presence made pulls away from my heart, lingering inside and swelling for years, the spaces between promises growing like rings loosening from our fingers. This ghost knows me well, so please do not reach for me anymore, the trails I've made are not yours, your steps only make tremors when walking along darkened roads. In the distance there are still glimpses at the edges,...Read On