Her thighs, a moonflower opens—inhales the breath of night,

The wind, my hand, slips through the slit of her dress.

I lose the road—chest blooms, buds swell wet, her light—

Miles, a rising tide, lost at sea, her shore I can’t caress.

The wind, my hand, slips through the slit of her dress.

Buttons free her feral chest—rose in full bloom, my trembling fingers—moonlight.

Mile...

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Her gaze meets mine—where winter waits between breaths,

Firelight shadows slowly lick our chilled skin.

A fingertip hovers, trembling near lips—undressed,

Desire coils like a cat, silent—waiting to begin.

Firelight shadows slowly lick our chilled skin.

Explorers, bare as breath, past our door, trembling, new.

Desire coils like a cat, silent—waiting to begin.

Million eyes,...

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Her laugh, rain-soaked, cups creamy heated skin.

Together undress dusk, fingers white as steam.

Cold kissed our thighs—short cotton skirts, oh so thin—

Warm breath finds cold lips, fogged glass between their world and our dream.

Together undress dusk, fingers white as steam.

Our bath—hot, cold breasts-to-back, a drip, within my embrace.

Warm breath finds cold lips, fogged gl...

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LOVE’S A DOING WORD!

VERBS WITHOUT ACTION? ABSURD!

SO, IMPRISON ME!

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i wait for you to be better

softer, like i know you can be

kindness slips through the cracks

but right when i see,

you stuff it back in like it was a dream

you wait for me to be worse

slip up, even the playing field you cursed

but i never sharpen my words

even when it’s deserved

in a few months, or years

when the last straw breaks my heart

i’ll break the sound barr...

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Our moon slips red—eclipse’s voyeur shadow cups her breast.

She lies still, a fawn, beneath my tear-brimmed eyes.

Her breath—dream’s morning dew?—a whispered request?

Light turns slowly, touch between her parted thighs.

She moans a whispered song—arching, “come to me.”

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I first had the idea for this song / poem on hearing the news about the good ship Madleen, setting out for Gaza.

Thunberg and her crewmates were not “deported” from Israel. The Madleen was illegally detained, her crew illegally abducted / kidnapped to Israel, and then released, after the Madleen’s cargo of aid had been stolen.

The so-called “personalities” - several failed “comedia...

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I am Palestine Action

Netanyahu said "jump", so we jumped,

we invaded Iraq, kissed his rump,

now in B.Liar’s Riviera del Blood,

morality’s trod in the mud,

his Majesty’s long streak of piss

makes Britannia a moral Abyss,

Palestine’s babies need Action,

kind words are no longer an option,

so, come and get me, you B.Liarite war monger

whose wea...

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A lone apple blossom clings inside sticky heat.

She blooms too late—her petals ache with desires.

I press my thigh—her fleeting scent, without mine, incomplete.

The mirror knows my hungers, captive by summer briars.

She blooms too late—her petals ache with desires.

I spread for her—hot breath, the mirror’s caress, skin wet as dew.

The mirror knows my hungers, captive by summ...

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I wrote a note in my head,
Folded it inside my ribcage.
It said, “I can’t keep fighting
With a heart that always breaks.”

Mom never stayed,
Dad was just a silhouette.
And I swore I’d never
Repeat all that shit

But I guess I did.

We screamed in courtrooms
Over a child I never got to see grow.
I traced his name in the frost
On my rearview window.

I lost him before
I got the cha...

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Hot summer forest, sweat and dawn’s faint light,

My feet in time with sighs of willow trees,

Bare cheeks and skin, dew-glossed and shining bright,

My breasts sway freely, nipples hard in breeze,

Moss meets my wetness—harmonies, soft lies

Nightbirds perform their final song with ease,

While fireflies blink out their last goodbyes,

Alone, I’m cradled close by nature’s sweet surp...

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Mother Eagle soars, our glistening bodies once dared to lie.

Our spring love, her wing takes flight—hands find sweetness within our thighs.

Mother Eagle, ever watchful, for the day love flies—goodbye.

Your laugh was a fawn, soft-footed and shy,

Caressing my breasts, our fingers explore sweet-shivering highs.

Mother Eagle soars, our glistening bodies once dared to lie.

A...

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She dreamed of Bruce Springsteen at night
But woke to a screen with no sound, no light
Time rolled on like a runaway train
She stood at the station, lost in the rain

The records were scratched, the cassettes were gone
A photo without a frame lingered on
Between Madonna and love that lied
She watched her idols get paperfied

Now it’s just longing for things that missed
Youth trapped in ...

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