Matthew Young
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smileA Poem by Matthew Youngwhat becameof uslovers ofyesterdayspent onkisses andwarm cups ofjasmine teai had wantedso badto set you freeto becomethat dream you'dreflect on atnigh.. |
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gentlegraceA Poem by Matthew YoungI wanted to become real with The motion of your touchA simple symphony of longingDistributed eagerly from The confines of your loveI wanted a morning .. |
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Cups of TeaA Poem by Matthew YoungWhat remains unseenBlankets on the bed are cleanDowntown streets sparkling in green envyThe price you pay to beAll of these nights locked up aloneBefo.. |
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History DepartingA Poem by Matthew YoungYou showed me the threadHe has you strung-out uponThe holy existence you were born toBecomes a part of meIf only for the crucifixionHe places you on h.. |
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remainsA Poem by Matthew Youngover the remainsour summer flingforms into a quicksculpture of sure suicidewe took it allin way too fastall of those kissesand cuddlings added upagain.. |
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some good cameA Poem by Matthew Youngfrom whateverwejust wentthroughmaybeyou seeit toomaybeyou knowhow muchi reallyloveyouwithouthaving tosay iti wishi couldi wishi couldsay itbutthat wou.. |
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To a Departing LoverA Poem by Matthew YoungAfter you leave,I will visit the placesOf our recent past.There I will converseWith our ghosts for many hours. |
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why runA Poem by Matthew Youngplease do not take offense to this realityyou always seemed to fall for me so blindly without trying to understandthat i am still a child and can neve.. |
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October in Her ArmsA Poem by Matthew YoungThe other men could never understandThe cards you dealt with a trembling handBut I’ve watched time run through a glass as sandBurning each secon.. |
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Her ThunderA Poem by Matthew YoungDistraught with old techniques Of letting go in.. |
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