Strawberry red, shadow of pleasure Oozing pink, yet without pain The summer is ripe, eat at leisure Indulge your taste buds off the […]
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» Read more ... »Back to Self I hear everything around me but I cannot hear my self. How is it that the ears to the […]
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» Read more ... »The path is beyond my reach Yet I feel your unyielding hand Tagging at my solve to stay asleep Safe and sound in my […]
» Read more ... »Looks like our spring has come early Having woken up in a deep embrace among fresh blossoms We were wakened with the earth from the […]
» Read more ... »In the buoyancy of your wings I find solace Soaring in the ever changing winds North or south not a consideration Whoever bothers about directions […]
» Read more ... »Who watches their step when they’re drank? Having emptied last night’s barrel The tavern glasses cry with thirst Waiting for a touch of moisture To […]
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» Read more ... »This poem is dedicated to all who are parenting teens. Questions remain whether we know what they need when we ourselves are still growing. Enjoy! […]
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