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You Do Not Go From Me Violently

You do not go from me violently;
No, but silently I comprehend that—I must forget.
You do not leave me with stentorian curses,
But with empty pages of sorrow; of
Mute regret.

Now I face the days of losing you
And nights of spite.
But it is indistinct, reluctant, and not obtrusive, almost translucent;
It is light.

No, you do not leave me in bitter torment,
But only a little out of bre...

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The Caveman

We had an argument
not a big all guns blazin’ my mother was right about you argument
just a silly one
that made me regress
retreat to my cave
where I consulted with the great oracle YouTube
he slid over his recommendations
topping the bill

John Lennon and Yoko Ono on love | Blank On Blank | PBS Digital Studios

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Her, Love

I’m here to tell you
that she is

My Jamia
My Adrienne
My Lyn-Z

My Sally
My Morticia
My April
My Pam

My stars in the cold black night
My punk rock Queen

She’s a rebel
She’s a riot
She’s a muse

And I’ll always wear her heart proudly on my sleeve
because
her love is my energy
her love is my gasoline

and we’re burning bright.

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Her, Love

I’m here to tell you
that she is

My Jamia
My Adrienne
My Lyn-Z

My Sally
My Morticia
My April
My Pam

My stars in the cold black night
My Punk Rock Queen

She’s a rebel
She’s a riot
She’s a muse

And I’ll always wear her heart proudly on my sleeve
because
her love is my energy
her love is my gasoline

and we’re burning bright.

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For you - in winter

I.

In the hour of not-quite blue

your long, lean, lithe form,

your back,

finally at rest,

next to me.

My hand finds

the soft, silent curve,

the indent of your waist,

and slides

gracefully

seeking its place

wrapped round your masculine pride

like an infant’s grasp

holding on

because

 

II.

You are not a guardian angel

but you protect me:

...

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