In this quiet hour of midnights reprieve high above the streets the noise of the…
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You keep trinkets of all lovers past. Coveted effigies of your worth. Expressions of their…
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I stare into the fire and drift. Dreaming of dark skies that speak of luminescent…
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I walk behind you contrition in each step, trying to find the right words, between…
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Red shear by lamplight as the dress clings to your curves. I am speechless and…
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There are times when words beguile and the mind reaches for a muse. Resist. Find…
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By waters edge, we drift. The river our chapel, confessions laid bare. My words, a…
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I came home cried, undressed, took my cheap, dollar store belt and wrapped it around…
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I miss the chatter, shared as you showered. The flow of water across your frame,…
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We exist each in exile. Bruised hearts weakened by time, injustice, cruelty, or the simple…
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