Emily B
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drowningA Poem by Emily Bis it whiskey or vodka I'm wading through when your voice slurs slow across the phone lines? sadness creeps in from scenes I can't know you'v.. |
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that darned museA Poem by Emily BI saw you in the moon last night something in the glow around it spoke to me of your light of your spirit I thought I heard laughter up there a.. |
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sneaking up on inspirationA Poem by Emily Bhere she comes again, wandering the cafe on moondream nights, entreating the young poets poems should not mean, but be she smiles and nods .. |
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when poets collideA Poem by Emily Bstill not finished |
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singingA Poem by Emily BThat mockingbird might be the only one singing in the moonlight. On brighter days, his song will change. I've never yet heard you asking him .. |
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wandered offA Poem by Emily Bpreamble to a trip back to Daniel Boone's fort . . . and come to think of it a woman that would leave the protection of hearth and home to brave the w.. |
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foreverA Poem by Emily BI'll wear my hair long and throw my lipstick away. I'll go where you go and rest where you rest. I'll hold you so close that the darkness can't.. |
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breathlessA Poem by Emily Banother walk |
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morning afterA Poem by Emily BWho are you listening to? well, the moon whispered the lightning walked the thunder rumbled the rain chattered the morning air s.. |
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because you askedA Poem by Emily Bmy contribution to the moon and me phenomenon going on lately |
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