Who will say they have no fear?

Who would say they see, as if the door weren't there?

Who will dare?

Who will grab the knob without care?

Who would dare even knock or stare?

When all the signs say beware?

Do not laugh, I am sincere.

Even if you were sin clear.

Making the sign read enter here.

With your life spent trying to prepare.

Watching others go th...

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I linger on

My lips to yours

As cats chase strings

As dogs chase cars

Leave me there to explore

Through this opening

Through this door

Linger on the touch

Linger on the taste

Linger on the smell

Linger on the breath

Linger on the heat

Linger on the secrets hidden beneath

I linger on

My lips to yours

As cats chase strings

As dogs chase ...

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There is comfort in the creaking of the stairs.

Each creak guiding, reminding you of your place,

Between the rise and the run,

The rhythm within the space.

There is comfort in the creaking of the stairs.

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Ghostly thoughts formed from the heart tricking the mind to act on its request.

With filial piety the mind must acquiesce.

The mind does rule the heart to beat,

By the proclivity for the mind to obsess for the longings of the bard’s vessel’s vein,

Seduced by its mistress, the heart does reign.

Oh, the heart, she is a sly coquet.

Flirt as she will, there cannot be a lawful marriag...

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This is a window into me

Look and you may see

Smudges of yourself

And reflections of society

Windows in the form of

Framed soliloquies

Exhibitions for free

Clean my glass chalice

Clean my glass cauldron

Clean my glass coffin

A voyeurs gathering

Windows into me

Take a look and you may see

Smudges of yourself

And reflections of society

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In the Springtime of my growing

The Summer of my knowing

Sown were the seeds for all my hopes and dreams

Through the rain and muddy water

There came up fragile flowers

To share with all my lovers

Where I expected trees

Being young, naive, and caring

I left my gate for sharing

Now trampled are my flowers

Trampled by my lovers

And the feet of many others

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I want to find myself lost in the panic of a moment

Want to feel my heart skip a beat

When I see the girl of my dreams - staring at me

Yeah - Staring - smiling - right at me

Yeah and the moment will feel so real - but it will be like a dream

And we’ll feel so light in our moment

Like we’re standing on the moon

Yeah like we’re standing on the moon

And it will be li...

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Come to me with an insatiable hunger.

Take me with lustful passion.

Find your breath on my lips.

Force me with erotic fervor.

Make me taste your sensuality.

Then I will hunger.

And we will devour each other in our carnage.

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I miss you away from me
I miss the feel of your bare neck in my hands
I miss your rhythmic fretting

Your screaming
Your singing
Your feedback

The curves of your body
Your wire
Your strap
Your tension
Your release

Your weight in my hands
Your weight in my lap
Your vibrations - your tremors

Now my hands feel empty
Incomplete
Lonely

I want to finger
I want to pick
I want ...

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I have an ax and a hammer. 
With one hand I fall with the other I foster.
To the rise I fell.
With the fall I prosper.

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Now Julie says man

If you can't make it all right with someone

You can make it feel all right

And even if their heart breaks

You can get another one

Now Julie's walking a fine fine line

She walks around tries to make everything right

She walks around plays their life

While everything else runs down the drain

Now Julie knows how to make the boys cry

Oh and sometimes sh...

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After I'm gone

And our song becomes a prayer

When your day is long

You have this gift

To sing or to hum along

To fill the empty place

With our memories

When annoyances become found recollections

When forgiveness would have been a better choice

Or simply a more passive quiet voice
 

When love is deserved least - we love the most 

Know that I love you more than...

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Dear Evona,

I have been a farmer of recollections since we have parted. The harvests of my memories are a gathering of longing and despair; from a crop, which I did cerebrate sow. Tending in joyful industry, planting each seed of pine, each seed of sorrow. Each yield planted lovingly by steady hand. Each seed I did water to grow. Laborious, daily I have tended to my harvest. Cultivated, with my...

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