Boantlers
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Blue skied morningA Poem by BoantlersGrowing up Coming of age Simple prospect raising arousal Precious soul enter me My walking, living Centre of my dream |
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Touch faceA Poem by BoantlersYour whispers give me chills Thrills of promises often pondered Oh how I cant wait to hold you Kiss you Touch you I love you Forever I believe |
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Hands on DeckA Poem by BoantlersClashes of mismatched mannersBacklashes on plans, holts on actionsTime standing still, minds moving backwardGood will is never in fractions, it never .. |
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InfinitelyA Poem by BoantlersThe recollection in fogIntoxicated by pasts and ages seentasting the dreams in memories resonant with youBroken seams screaming through silenceMy delu.. |
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OneA Poem by BoantlersStill there's one love drawing a soft touchCalling withwith the curing soul of a summer breezeBreathing in sync and dreaming, fusing and unitingIgniti.. |
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PonderingA Poem by BoantlersWhat to do with a minds confusionLight so fused with a mighty questionWhere is she hiding?Will I find love again?Am I so blind as to not see that I am.. |
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RenewalA Poem by BoantlersHow is it your mind translates what it is that your eyes see Conceptions compile thoughts which decipher the scripts sent from the senses Refre.. |
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