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She sits on the shelf, for awhile,
Gathers dust though she's so pretty
For all should fear her feminine wile-
She must be cruel and raw and gritty
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Spanish original with English Translation. Thanks go to my friend Vicente Ruiz who helped to perfect the Spanish Grammar. Sorry. Rhymes in Spanish, bu..
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A poem of admiration
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This poem is the first I have ever written in my second language, Spanish, which I speak fluently and am still constantly learning how to write in bet..
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Another poem inspired by a farmer.
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You haven't read my mind, though it seems so all the time
The truth is, perhaps, that you are my mind
A part removed for so long, to be found again
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My heart lies bare and prone in your two hands
Vulnerable as a bird with broken wings
The hands on the battered face of my cl..
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Solace comes from knowing you breathe
your voice on the line brings me comfort and rest
memories of that rythym that is our passion
keep me..
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Another write inspired by one who no longer inspires. His memory, to me, will always rest in peace in these poems.
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