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A Bohemian Journey

So many nights I have rested beneath the unnerved sky,
plucking the strings of a lyre.
Sacrificed made decisions to be free-spirited.
I'm living the life of a Bohemian
a man,
comforted by desires and serenity
just like a canvas invites paint to a dance.

Red wine spices my tongue
feeling the essence as I swallow.
Wiping the discoloured effect from my lips.

Strewn grass caresses my feet
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Shower Time

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Water

descends.

Drip.

Drip.

Dripping...

from her silky long hair,

cascading.

Onto,

a fine, structured bridge: her collarbone.

Falling

lower 

and lower,

striking and 

rolling

down

a curve

of fine, pert breasts

and erect nipples.

Drip.

Drip.

Dripping.

Caressing nude skin.

A delicate, seductive, touch.

Down.

Down.

Advancing

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fly

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fly

 

a haphazard weaving

of unclear intention

the drone of annoyance

the beating of

full spectrum wings

the tap

                tap

                                tap

                                                tap

of attempt after attempt

to get through the glass

of the window

and reach the free domain

of the out there

 

the buzz

       ...

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A Bird's Eye View

Looking skywards,

gazing,

searching for the songbird who serenades me as I rest.

Weary, but full of wonder,

as the gulls circle and soar further into the sun drenched blue sky above me.

Tiny flickers of colour flit past,

darting from one treetop to another,

while plump wood pigeons sway on slender branches,

and ducks dive bomb the trees,

flapping frantically,

untl the...

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