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Aubade

First, it is only that the tree

is more a presence

less a shadow

beyond my window

then other horizons

light their resting clouds

with a subtle pre-dawn glow

that slowly sets the first gold sun glint

on each high branch above

against a new pale blue sky -

will dawn chasten my succubus

end our companioned time?

that half-felt fragile warmth beside me

seems to s...

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I thought....

I swear I miss u 
I even wrote a Boone about u 
In 2016 I was willing to die bout u 
It was a high even when I lye next to u 
I swear I would lie for u 
Babygirl yo love was strong 
I knew you’ll die for me 
I’m depressed ,I’m back drinking 
I know you probably like 
“Wtf is he thinking” 
But when I’m drunk i just be pacing 
When I’m high I be contemplating 
I wish the love would’ve la...

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The Scribe and his Lover

I weep for his skills:

                the perfect crafting

                of the calligraphy

 

She sighed, "Forge me the seal of our love"

She sighed, "Render yourself to me"

She sighed, "I am your vellum"

 

I weep for her artistry

 

He saw the curves, the loops, the cursive strokes:

                flow smoothly from his nib

                harmoniously

  ...

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His Eye's~His Everything

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{His Eye's~His Everything}

 

 

His eyes are like getting lost into deep space nine with the glory of the heavens shining through them 

His word's was earth moving to her 💓 heart that she kept so hidden from everyone in deep space nine 

His voice was like the soft angel's singing out her name with touch of roughness to it which she founded to be intoxicating 

His hair was like sil...

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Monument

                                    After Ezra Pound and Giacomo Leopardi

 

And so you were

everything to me, that is now less than dust –

                        lost, captive of the soil

That surrounds and nourishes my soul.

 

And so now I –

still stranded, umbral shade of past desire – 

                        left, am guardian of sad recall

watching branch and blo...

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