These are just a couple of poems/verse, whatever you want to call them, that I have written over the last couple of months. These words try to capture the disturbances in time as I dive into the darkness and resurface.
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Why Begin?
Lips unused
Breasts scarcely touched
Tongues rarely connect
Eyes, distant and unreadable
Inside thighs still white
Hidden thoughts disassociate feelings
Sandpaper of anger strips away passion
Why begin?
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Duplicity
Saintly, she saw him,
Loving, always Caring.
Priests cleansed his soul,
sanctioned it whole.
A husband without sin.
Wrong, she saw him,
Touching, always Watching.
Cleansed is not his soul,
fragmented, not whole.
A father with sin.
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On the Back of a Dragon
Warmth is turned back by a hugless reunion
Words are muffled by the noise of the crowd
Concrete floors echo tired luggage wheels
I have arrived
Romantic thought of lover's greetings twist away into foreign signs
Pressure inside builds from confusion
Eyes feel what the mind thinks
I exist between
The dragon remembers, the stomach heaves
The dragon knows, the heart breaks
On the back of the dragon is to fly free — fast and gentle
I climb on
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Stardust
She lived everywhere
You found her online
You chatted for days
The banter breaking into flirts
You met her, her eyes, her intensity
She lived everywhere
She got lost along the way
She still gets shaky
But less and less
You take her in your arms
And laugh with her
She whispers softly, "Go real slow"
She touches your ears
And you watch the rhythym of her breathing
Her lips gently bruise your lips
With your heart beating fast you go real slow
If all your dreams come true
Do your memories still end up haunting you?
Is there such a thing as letting go?
To another place, another realm
And now you're leaving for home
You watch the lights change
You have a choice to make
She lived everywhere
Can she live here?
You remember and you choose
You walk away
She turns to stardust
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