Love lingers
on rivers at dusk
like honeysuckle kisses
pieced together
by softest inhales,
a home to stay in
where you lift me
off the ground
and feelings
never go
in days dipped
in tequila's dread.
I didn't know...
1/2

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I spied shapes
far below sky's abendrot,
dim shadows
held on rained earth,
waiting
for a burning
to pass.
Will we return
to a nothing
absolute,
or an everything
that will last
in flaking colours
within human pollution
for a day?

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Onism is a chaos
within itself,
within you,
and beautiful it may be,
for you could be
one with another
on a Sunday morning,
kissing his, her, their
onism sea.
The breeze
is enticing,
blowing cinnamon
from your locks
to inhale.

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Heart a sparrow w/ broken wing,
framed, her body,
masked little thing,
maturing mind sculpted
w/ spoonful of madness,
years pleasing for none,
sad she is.
Though part grown,
a smile lies a while,
small girl,
big style.

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