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This Day of Golden
Summer
I pray to God
to relinquish me
to die within your
arms.
To bleed out
this inexorable pain
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A
Full Bodied Bouquet
He
poured from the bottle
of
a red Cabernet,
toasting
its vintage fruit
momentarily
swirling
a..
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The Fabric of
Morning
Linen whites,
brocades of intricate blues and greens
weave the fabric of morning
Coffee, strong
nullif..
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no way out
…cerulean blue
were his eyes i fell into,
with no way out…
photography by Victor Bauer
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As breathless as a
falling star,of monarchs in a
mason jarof rainbows in their
fullest hue,of daylight in a
mist of dewof children’s
laught..
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...a darker side
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Past Carolina
I am fresh from a shower,
wrapped abundantly
in you
you whisper
that I smell of spring,
of falling rain
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...a senyru
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Languid Sips of October
I envelop what remains of your memory,
couching my discontent
within the facsimile of a smile…
as a..
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Less than Perfect
She apologized to
him
for years that had taken their toll.
For auburn hair that
had lost its luster,
and delic..
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