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Deflowered
I see you flowering her
the way you once did me.
Playing virtual footsies,
oozing lyrical chemistry.
Move on they say,
look the other way.
And so it shall be,
my focus is on me.
Sowing wildflower seeds,
shining in the rain,
dancing through the pain,
singing in a field of weeds.
Sunday 27th September 2020 5:41 pm
Shall We Dance
Ah, the magic of night
when obligations are over,
another adulting day in the books.
I rest my weary body,
set my boggled mind free
with a little poetry...
Your words await
like a teen with a corsage
to take me to the prom,
where we twist and twirl
under twinkling dollar store stars
and a paper moon.
Happy memories pop up
among technicolor...
Saturday 21st March 2020 2:55 am
Spanish Rose
My beautiful Spanish Rose,
the most fragrant flower
in a crowded garden,
withstanding harsh winters
and choking weeds
to remain
unplucked.
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Tuesday 27th August 2019 6:32 pm
New Year Addiction
Those few seconds before the new year
when the countdown begins,
my soul soars with so much hope and joy.
When the ball drops at Times Square,
there is a momentary
return to innocence.
As the confetti flies and music fills the air,
I imagine we are a world at peace...
no worries, no violence, no division,
just a few beautiful seconds of clarity and simplicity
that dis...
Tuesday 1st January 2019 5:37 am
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