A winked his eye
Took from ground
Something silver,round
He tossed it to the sky
Hung it above earth
Above earth it shines
Make poets sigh
Fill paper with lines
With lines about pucks
Tricks in pockets tuck
To make our days from boring
to magic pouring

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Her flesh
A rose moon kiss
Of wildness~
His touch to hers,
Interlaced
As one..
Their love..ricocheting
Through the moors
In darkness..
Twin souls of love..
In a tale,
~
Of once..

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Not far from the
Within the gates of Misselthwaite
Lies a garden of magic
To which a robin leads the way
For wandering broken hearts like ours
Once inside, breathe it in and believe
What was dead has come alive
Every green leaf and tree shouts hope
For you and me

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Bring your shattered heart
Then read my words of love
Let them sink into your soul
May the upon the page
Be branded thereupon
Words to restore your toil
Making all your broken pieces
A new design, completely whole

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Like stars, how just for us, they align
Gentle kisses over your eyelids
Like drops of succulent wine
Lips trail down your cheek
Sending a down your spine
Like my mouth finding yours
Wanting
As much if not more than mine


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don't waste time
moon dripping moments
evanesce
enchant my night
sing me
diffrnt f/m starbeehives
of shininghoney
kiss my skies
watchstars swaying
smell d auras
of lovewinds swift wild varying
ere creamy moon takes flight
hold gentle d night

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The warmth
of
echoes,

in stillness of time
in dead silence,
in unexplained noises

Star gleams a beam,
Walking down
million miles,
crushing the ironies
of life

Intangible touches,
the lines recede,
till d ears
drum,
lullabies humm,
the eyes see
d lip-sync

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Take my impatient hand in yours
Abiding flutter on my chest
Xenobiotic love affair
In a motel room starts and ends

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B eckoning to the absence
R eckoning with its dawn
A rching within its shadows
V ehemently denying its wrong
E xtracting hallelujahs within the empty song



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A variety of substances lined the shelves behind Shanks's bar. Alcohol was the most popular, of course, and the Good Thyme Inn supplied limitless ale. Cookie and Eggy crafted medicinal and magical potions, too, for those with unique needs or tastes.

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cannot forget
the wonder
of those lost days

cannot forget
glittering sky
courting holding
me in its arms

cannot forget
wine of lovesoaked
grace

can live off
d glow they still throw
these faraway stars

the light reaches me
soft echoes f/m the far

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my heart
at the sight of you

beyond tranquility, and peace
brought

from

under a forested sun
green, and blue

morphing
into yellow shaded hues

where
light and dark dance, and play
beautiful tunes

a never ending
cascade
of

I love you

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They duck they dive, bob & weave. & turn inside her brain.

The tendrils of doubt, layered with disbelief took her hopes & dreams by stealth 1 @ a time remaining unnoticed.

1 day she looked in the mirror—
“Who is that old person looking back?”

She had faded away

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There's a recurring villain twist. None see themselves in a dark mirror. Each their own superhero; a superior species. Wealth and privilege are only two of the gateway drugs to evil. Victimhood is another. He only eats people because they ate him first. Metaphorically.

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I my sword in the side
The creature screams
It's tail collides with my kitchen table splattering the wall with my favorite teapot and blueberry
Bother
Why do creatures always materialize before I've had my toast?

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The night's are covering us
The demon of passion is in a
For a thousand years
we have been the first earthlings
caught in the same spiritual love
who transformed our flesh into light.

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Flutter us wayward
We are cinderella suns
And midnight slippers of the moon,
Poetry unbuttoning
Transcendence
In the reeds of skeletal blooms~
Pendulum sways of whisky dirt
To turnstile library reaper wings,
But of everything
We are yet to be,
Are we love..or are we sin,

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Wink if you should want me
I know the color of your eyes
Like rich Columbian coffee
Set my lips upon a smile
You are the petals in the flora
My sultry dancer on the night
You are the taste of Sunday morning
Mi Bonita ‘til I die

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