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Love & Respect
I’m convinced that the hard fought wars are internal Ego, guilt and shame Never dealing with hurt Praying the next relationship won’t be the same Many tender hearts are losing In this game of love and war Desiring a love that grips at the waist And narrows at the feet Knows when to communicate And…
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Small Truth: My Ache
It’s a small truth, I rarely discuss. I’m turned on by love and seduced by lust. Still I get upset when sweet kisses don’t stay. When betrayal is my bitter water and lies my meal of the day. But it’s hard for me to turn you away. So I try to down play it. Because…
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Small Thought: Arrival
There was a time when I waited for your arrival. While dreaming of a day when we can be a little closer. Anticipating you like the stars showing up in the splendor of the night sky. Throw a lasso around the twilight of bright luminous rays. And pulled them down one by one. Counting them…
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Much Needed Rest
Take me to your island Where I can bask in the sweet sun Swing in the night breeze And frolic until my work is done Just breath easy No expectation for the anticipation Of conversation In truth, I want to rest Experience joy, peace and happiness No hurt in my voice No ache in my…
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Jump
Go ahead, catch air And leap No rope required here Feel the weightless ease On free ankles Lift eager heels With bended knees Nearly touching the back of hamstrings Let gravity settle your feet Into stable ground When your up high It’s hard to come down Smile with a new found joy Jump for happiness…
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Sweltering Heat
Spicy words taste like Tabasco dreams Speak jalapeno to me Like cayenne peppers blowing back sweltering heat Speak sriracha to me Like hot sauce mixed with red chili’s and vinegar Desiring a feeling of numb lips Brought on by scorching truth You can never be hotter than the searing sun It shines for the world…
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Didn’t Hold You
Baby don’t worry about it Shorty didn’t hold you tight Didn’t lock you down No ring on a finger So there’s no need to stay around Who took care of whom? Go on, you can’t rely on the self-absorbed You can’t love a narcissistic When your parent was in the hospital They was absent Left…
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My Flesh
this flesh, my flesh is soft, succulent and brown a hue passed down from my Grandpappy it’s moisture maintained by shea butter these are the lips that gave sweet dreams to dry eyes full and shiny like the sunrise hands that cradled water from many streams used to toil, eager to clean these are the…
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