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 The night moves on I have no where to go Nothing to do No one to talk to And television bores I lean back in my chair and close my ey... [read more] |
 and there you were, held between her fingers, glowing evergreen, her irises lit up, you are the glow within this darkness, her lips parched,... [read more] |
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Shyly she asks me to remove those heels' confines from her stockinged feet. Although experienced, my hands tremble at the pleasure. K... [read more] |
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Deaths tremble was the shiver caressing my sides, i was the harp and he the musician plucking the bones of my ribcage with experienced... [read more] |
 You have clean hands.You don't hide.I can read your signs.The rising violencemakes the rich tombs. Youstand like a Buddha.From the ashes, yo... [read more] |
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Standing on a ledge―counting the clouds.Moon will never betray me.Was it so easy to―say goodbye, after thousandwords spent on you?Your skin... [read more] |
 I didn’t mind sleeping in the Oakland airport It was the 24 clocks representing each time zone that had me confused.... [read more] |
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Existence is a geisha staring us in the face with murder for lips and eyes of unattainable life. We've become the mario... [read more] |
 Becoming the verse you recite in the darkness over the Oceans night is it Possible to become Imprudent- when Guanabara... [read more] |
 Lord! What will they think of next? All these lies they tell about a good man are just insane U know it's a damn shame when these are the on... [read more] |
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Lately, the thoughts of you come too real, About how it was when you were here.Early this morning, that old lonesome feeling,Was on my mi... [read more] |
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When you describe your own poems as "probably not very good," your false humility tells me, at once, not to waste my time with them. ... [read more] |
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Astronomy and botany join on your curves: at your nectarous flower, my pleasure surges like supernovas' sky-streaks. Kyakuchuu [read more] |
 I remember the way you used to kiss me Pushed up against the wall, hands in my hair Holding onto me like I might disappear As if I were a tr... [read more] |
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It’s like damn dude why we even doing this anymore? I didn’t know it took you this quick to get bored, Do I not give you everything t... [read more] |